Well twas true indeed
forever in debt
Burton/Elfman/Depp
Oh yeah...

greying out the sunshine telephone
takes my nerves all day

won't edit in the end
no cutouts aw darn

hair has loose strands
except in Pantene commercials
best cosmetics brand is always Photoshop

curled up music
look at the line
what line?

black fluff and blood on the red sun

A mad lass
should hear more
where where where?!

firebolts Halloween
pumpkin-haired...
we'll see
gotta try the group thing first

getting together
playing life
someday
homeday

base is off
no way
way!
aw well black haired pouterette
background original, top of our desks

bored like hell, twice as much to do
manga, yaoi, yuri, hentai
whoTFcares?
no matter....
WHERE?!
hehe yeah right forgot that
aw well

gentlest of all,
gonna make an incarnation
haha get a dictionary...

More of the former...
formerly suicidal
no way...

eye watching--

Living in a new car ad

going watching tomorrow
looks like Oscar Wilde, acts like an alienated rock star, a mix of Michael Jackson and Marilyn Manson
ha ha wish I could write like them
tis true nevertheless

hunky dory on the road
blue/red lightning

an old new novel that's too long for his own good
just do a switch of point of view!

does a classic stay such with time?
or is it classic only if it does?

let me give you a hand
whoops!

every clue is a throw of sand over your grave
haha "you think you've figured me"
that was mean

football kills kids! [hope it does...]
time zones
no more than two
but why the churches?!

haha you're gonna kill me now, right?

you wish--

All sorts of bugs fall from Mars... and rise too...
flaring red haha well true, n'est-ce pas?

It isn't so easy to be philosophical about it when it is not straightforward, is it?

well that's your problem isn't it
my day's predecided
"How can you survive a day predestined to gloom from the night before?"
Not today, sugah...
Oh yes, the southern belle...
I had forgotten her, you know...


What's the difference between a concert and a striptease show?
You expose yourself, you 'perform', the crowd cheers...
Or is there none?
And that's why Dita and Brian perform together?

And what to the marriage?
Free as a bird... Or a swan...
Haha, I'd love a gift like that

Morals are a lot like art: you need to draw a line somewhere...
_________________________ _________________________ _____________

Line drawn
Am I a better person now?
NO
Morals are for suckers
scruples are disguised weaknesses

go away, I have nothing to give you

aPathetic
What's this?

Dog in a drawer and a cat in a plastic bag

See the looks on their faces
stay still now
need a good watch
need my muse
which one?
forget it
just go

Introducing Oscar Wilde to myself, my mother and her boyfriend.
It is pathetic, really, but anyway. I got this book of chosen quotations, every single one of them a jewel. It was beautiful really, hearing such indisputable truths in such a manner... I also skimmed through his biography and understood a lot of my muse's doings... Anyway I have barely started the book and i already respect him, even if what he did didn't last as much as I would have liked it to (if it lasted at all, that is...).

This is not what I'll be writing about. My reaction is mine alone. It is appreciative and that is all I can say for now. What I want to talk about is the other two's reactions. Don't I just love to crticise my parents? I do. Because I believe they are very shallow-minded, simple and prejudiced. I don't like it, but that's the truth. My mother's boyfriend is no better. He's actually the worst. We have a typical Brit although not a typical Scot. He thinks highly of himself, he's pretty high up as a banker(word used wrongly for lack of better knowledge of what he does and sheer disgust at the possibility of asking) and believes he knows everything. At first he would mildly suggest his opinion 'Oh, yes I believe I heard someone say that and that...' but if you try to say 'No, no, it's not like that, I mean I just studied about it...' he would defiantly reply with the same not-quite-certain-but-you -better-like-it theory. He's really thick-headed sometimes...
Anyway back to Wilde. So his epigrams are introduced to a couple of the abovementioned type of 'gentleman' and a lady quite new to the 'high' class that still values her photographs more than her documents in a rather charming way, a 'lady' that is still a girl, basically... Aw and she also has a dirty subconcious(like me) but employs it in the most innapropriate times(like some of Wilde's absolutely-in-no-way-rela ted-to-that quotations)

Anyway, you will learn more about them as this goes on...

First and foremost I would like to state that a person's sexuality is an absolute part of their person as is their behavior to servants or way of expressing emotion. It is not more important than those. I hate people that say... Oh, Wilde, he was a great man, no matter of his sexual orientation(although to me, for now, he seems bisexual)... Well if you're mentioning it it obviously matters to you in some way!... My mother said that. I absolutely detest hypocrits, mostly because I am one myself.
The other thing that made me me livid beyond reason is a thing he said(obviously not Wilde)... But you see anyone can write some random words (after a particularly truthful quote, which was a bit offensive to men and which he obviously didn't get) if you have enough time... IT IS NOT ABOUT TIME! It is about mind. Not everyone can say a simple truth in a charming way that would be gladly accept4ed and won't make him/her look like a fool.
Pathetic.
There were of course more aspects to their acceptance as mother's out-of-place misinterpretation of the word 'buttonhole' from

What on earth should we men do about with purity and innocence? A carefully thought-out buttonhole is much more effective. ~'Lady Windermere's Fan', Oscar Wilde

Ah well maybe I'll say more another time... For now goodnight... Let us hope there won't be more of that tonight.
Congratulations to my muse. The name fits him.

--The brightest flame burns quickest
Don't...

I know a few people I know that read this and I really don't want them to see it (and yes i do realize this won't matter...) but I really have to ramble on this...

I've seen love (or at least strong infatuation) in the face. I've managed to even decode parts of it. Now this weird thing seems to come up two out of two times... erm make that three out of three... and maybe in the near future four out of four... Here's what I mean.
Love seems to be connected to change in an extremely weird way. People tend to love the people that manage to change them... But...! I mean my mom has always told me true love is loving someone for who s/he is, without wanting to change him/her... Then doesn't this completely contradict the point?! I mean okay change is good(well not always but that's beyond the point)... but loving someone because s/he changed you?!? I find it weird. Pointless. Destructive.

In other news people are egotistic, but don't let me give examples... Yes, yes I am egotistic too, you heretic! I admit! I still don't care... Apathy and slef-preservation are taking over my life. I will live but to what cost?

"... nothing is worse than being an unique snowflake and deciding to fall on the radiator because it's cool to be water."
~I usually quote other people but since we're being egotistic... {for untangling looky at the fourth link and his projections}

On a side note I see a hope that someone might be working on Loving J. --let's hope he finishes at least one of the movies... I'm waiting for something original.