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Monday, March 23, 2009

today, i went back into the past and was frightened. honestly...i didnt realise what a silly little girl i was and how brutally honest i was about everything in my head. i havent logged on here in years, and it's pretty interesting how much a person can change. truth be told, i need an outlet. badly. myspace isnt really cutting it for me, and twitter is probably the most rediculous invention ive ever seen in my life. well i will be updating now, to anyone who still bounces onto this page.


Friday, April 29, 2005

i got my liscence...finally.


Monday, April 25, 2005

mmm i love the taste of fat in the morning


Wednesday, April 06, 2005

this feeling is all too familiar.


Monday, January 10, 2005

Currently Playing
Abbey Road
By The Beatles
see related
- her majesty -

tomorrow i have another show.
i am so underprepared.
yikes.

 

 

 

For you, Love

The night

Dark as shallow youth

Radiant as your silhouette

immersing myself

in thoughts of you

dancing against the landscapes

against the myth

of dreams

As I waste
in the bottomless

Shapeless

Boundless

Emptiness

Of being alone

In this bed

My prison

In this house

My suicide

In this longing

For our uselessness

To create something more

Through the shapes we make

As we lie restless

Listless

Faceless

As the movements of our chests

Synchronize

And become

A tango

Of Perfection

In sleep

And waking again

To embrace a new day

Batting lashes

To welcome

A new life

A new youth

A new us

A new moment to never overlook.

And we shall force suffering upon all who withhold

This wondrous gift

Of having nothing

but love

to live for.



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