know what makes them happy? the things that make you sad
This is a dream
Indescribable beats.

I doubt this will ever be read :P. I won't bother to see how ridiculous my last post here was, yet.

Nothing will stop me.
I love.

I can understand you, all of you. I simply like finding happiness, solace, and creation... it's better. It really is, sometimes. A lot.

We can smile together, I promise. The rifts are still there, yes, but some of them curve and laugh at you...

Passion. The end.

doom!
hello journal :D

Dun dun dun, another one bites the dust.

'Cause he's going the distance, he's going the speed...

Only because I know no one will read this.

today, today, to run away
Simple poetry. Wording of today's thoughts.

"I'm And Idiot."
I'm going to run away from you
But only for today.
You wait so little,
But you're true
At least the words you say.
I wish you weren't so honest
No, I don't wish that at all
I wish you hadn't lost yourself
Inside the free-for-all.
You know I'll beat them any day
You know I'm sugar sweet.
And spice for you,
We'll see this through.
So don't forget to meet.
One more line
The aftermath
I'm stuck here till I'm done.
Remember running in the night,
And don't forget our fun.

more doom.
This journal has so been abandoned.
And off they went.

create it like an alien artist
"If only, if only,"
the woodpecker sighs,
"The bark on the tree was just a little bit softer."
While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely,
He cries to the moo-oo-oon,
"If only, if only."

Oh, that's so beautiful. I read it in a book of poetry years and years and years ago.
I love it, I love the violet wasteland.
:) Mah darling.

fire flashing forward faraway following fire
Little black-and-white butterfly. Smile like you don't care. Twirl around and sit by the window, watching the rain. Write poetry and read books. Paint the walls with your perfection. Walk into a room, and just look at them stare. Smile at every single one of them.
But you don't need to hold the one you long for? No, feeling hollow is not too hard. Bury yourself in sparkle and shine, flowers and sunsets. It's ok to not take the last chance. Your longing can be thrown away. Butterfly.

such a perfect color for you
Sun is shining, catching rays. Squee.
I think I have an art lesson with Shelley today :]. Joy.

I'm writing another story. It's called "The Poet and The Summer Girl." So far, that is. Eee.

I used to dislike APC. Now I don't. Strange.. typical. Glarp.
Love.

One kiss, one taste of you my black madonna
Like this. Angel.

outsider
outsider
outsider

Sand rains down and here I sit, holding rare flowers...
This is very beautiful song. I listen to it all the time, and it makes me feel like I'm among angels.

I went down to Tuscany's and got stuff and a coke. Then I sat outside and people-watched, and wrote the story of my death. It wasn't morbid, and I think only people "from the outside" (I guess) could find it disturbing. Lol.
I had fun. Go cafes, cameras, and notebooks.


Lol, that idea came up on friday. [lj] The rest of the pics are in my photobucket and at my new lil artistic site. eee.

fragments
New photo/art/writing page.

Here's the fast fiction I've been working hard at.. it's rough to me, I really need an opinion and/or editing.

Breakup
Our screaming fight ended abruptly with a few of his icy, numbing words. I became aware of the blank expression on my face a few minutes later, but it seemed like I had been standing in our icy silence for hours. I could feel him peering through me, taking me apart.

I came over and examined his fascinating features, and wiped a few limp, black curls from his forehead. The rays of light covered his face in color, and his frozen ocean eyes pierced through me in such an unnatural way. I softly kissed his delicate lips one last time.

I picked up the head and smashed it into the stained glass window.
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just to be saying them...
Ay... things are mundane.
So average.

*sigh*
I'm going to write a story. Haven't done that for years.

going over it over and over until you've lost your way
Here.
A watercolor I did with Lauren a few months ago.