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chain-wolf

:: 2005 12 October :: 3.39pm
:: Mood: creative
:: Music: Gackt - Dispar

Eight Tiny Stones
I was in an odd mood the other night after winding down from my spout of fury. I sat in my room listening to the album 'Dead Heart In a Dead World' by Nevermore. Good disc.

I started writing. Lyrics/poetry type. I sat there for a couple hours and wrote a few pieces. After that I went to bed.

I woke up this morning and after a while I sat back down to write more and put on Gackt's new album 'Diabolos'. Which in my opinion kicks ass. It's one of his best. Anyway. I continued to write.

I have eight pieces that all seem to flow into each other. Well, sort of. Some I think not at all, but a few seem to. It's a little collection I've titled 'Chapter 1: Chloroform Revelations' ... Titles of the lyrics/poems are as follows... (As if you care.)

[I:] The Decreation Of Self-Remnants
[II:] The Hollow
[III:] The Ephemeral Dream
[IV:] The Laughter
[V:] The Gallery
[VI:] The Collapse and Revision
[VII:] The Second Ignition
[VIII:] The Waking Soul

I need to rework 'The Laughter'... It's kind of unfinished. I wrote part of it badly in my opinion. The words and stuff I used. And once I fix that I'll probably type them up and get them on here somewhere. Probably jot them down over at Fiction Press and Deviant ART. I guess I'll post them in one long/huge journal entry too. So no one has to crawl all over the web in search.

Yeah. With all that said and done...

I'm gone.

In The Face.


chain-wolf

:: 2005 10 October :: 5.25pm
:: Mood: amused
:: Music: Assemblage 23 - Horizon

Picture-Esque.
I took some pictures... you can look at them here...

http://photobucket.com/albums/b124/CerebrusX/

In The Face.


chain-wolf

:: 2005 3 October :: 8.04pm
:: Music: Your mum singin' in the shower!

Woosh I'm an airplannnee!!
So it started out going to be a nice poem,
but then I got to amused by thoughts in my head,
so it went off track a bit... XD

--
If you break apart on me now,
I'll do my best to help you back together...
If you die on me now,
I'll trade my life to make yours better...
If you fall away from me now,
I'll take the leap seconds later...
If you give up on me now,
I'll be there to make sure you stand again...

Don't let yourself be destroyed by all the meaningless shit;
if you start to drown, I'll pull you to shore.

(At least I'm happy thinking so...)

And if you start to stray from the path,
I'll be there walking it with you.
I'll make sure we go the right way,
or at least we'llget lost together;
and then you can blame me because I ate the map... ;D

Life is shit, lets have a beer,
sing a song and pwn some face.
I'll kick my own ass if you'll smile.

I want to make you happy.

(So damnit, if I have to get uber god damn
plastered and wrap myself in toilet paper
like a fucking mummy; spray paint "I'm a
cunt!" on my chest and try to hide myself
in a garbage can thinking it's a coffin,
then damnit, I'll do it.)

...

Ok, so I'm a bit fucked in the head.
You're a real good friend, I consider.
So I'll do my damn best.
To not mess up anything in your chest.
So we'll pull my heart out instead and
scribble on it with pens.

And if only because I can;
I love you. <3

(Boy, gee golly gosh do I feel like a moron.)

1 PWNED | In The Face.


chain-wolf

:: 2005 2 October :: 6.12pm
:: Music: 30 Seconds To Mars - Beautiful Lie

Cleansing.
I just spent a good four/five hours cleaning my room today. Listening to a nine song mix of 30 Seconds To Mars. Damn. I havn't listened to them much before, but the songs I have... just wow. Lovely. I still got more to do. Things to place around. Thinkin' 'bout puttin' some pictures up. Ect, ect... Bleh. Oh well. At least it'll be all clean. ^_^

1 PWNED | In The Face.


chain-wolf

:: 2005 26 September :: 1.50am
:: Mood: cold
:: Music: Ghost In The Shell: Stand Alone Complex - Lithium Flower

Just Run!
Just got back from my two mile jog/walk. Starting that up again. Feelin' like my body is getting out of shape. Mmn. Running hurts after the first six laps; ugh. Whatever. Push myself. Got to.
Other than that. Dyed my hair red... er... well... it's kinda like a vibrant redish-orange-neon-color. Eh. Something anyway. Going to put some purple in it later this week; and leave a couple stripes of red maybe, or just one clump to the front for some random reason. Rawr.
Havn't seen Ash in a few days. She usually comes over Sundays. Said she would last I talked to her. Hm. Havn't talked to her in a few days too. Grr. It's Monday right now. School tomorrow. ... 6am on the bus. 9am to 7pm at school. All three classes I realize are in ONE ROOM. ONE FUCKING ROOM. x_x;; Oi... This is gonna suck.

2 PWNED | In The Face.

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