A new year, a new start-
Is it any better? Damn no.
Are we gonna try harder? Damn no.
Are we gonna be better? Damn no.

What is the celebration for anyway?! I don't get it... I mean tis a big tthing, once a year, and all, but is it actually special?

Haha, more dissection. Well fuck you - in your face, I don't give a rat's ass right now, I'm just painfully rude and honest <_>You asked for it, darling, you wanted a dissection - catch the guts I throw at you, don't be such a chicken! Jeez. At least I can take out all the excess anger, I'd normally pile up for another day...

fuck off with your all knowing, all loving advice, I'm SICK of you!
Shutupshutupshutupshutups hutupshutupshutupshutup!!
Just stay away from me...

of him
of myself
of community
of his Light
of his Thoughts
of his beliefs

I have to get some milk, the honey's here--

Hahah, I still feed upon you! I told him I didn't, but, considering how the rest feel/think, I most certainly do... Aw well. Would he care? Most certainly. Would I tell him? Most certainly... not. That was the Epilogue, bitch.

It's all done, Tuesday's gone
It was amazing, I felt like a goddes... between them...
Twisted pleasures

For hours, upon hours I've tasted their sweet bitter
Just hazel, yet many a colours; Like fine chocolate, just sweeter.


Finished our last chapter, have we?
I hope so, the last few pages are for the trash anyway.
Ctrl+Shift+Left+Del
Let's have natural chocolates, pancakes and roller skating, then...

Let Her shine, I hope she does forever, at least for you. You deserve it. I don't know how come... I wouldn't say that... but I feel you do. Or maybe I just can't resist wishing happiness in love for everyone? I know it now, the real thing...

Love actually is all around

gl hf
A 'Thank you' and a 'Fuck you' for changing me
You deserved both after all...

Do you have the Guts for it?

Emotion
Charm
Compassion
Love (even)
All brought to you by on-screen keyboard...

The rest is pieces... a puzzle even...

The second butterfly has flown away
I have to catch it before it's too late
E|3

bondaged beauty
A chained bird
a strangled phoenix...

tomorrow is the last
and we can go
it soon will be the time of celebration

A pouty dark girl
with ruffled hair

begone all ghosts of the night
I need to be cleansed
give me a white candle and a scent of daisies

I know this family... It's a co-worker of my dad's. They have two adorable little daughters. For me, these two creatures best represent what I despise in children. My mother says that I (of course) was an annoyance as a kid and did all sorts of nasty and/or crazy things. I wouldn't believe her until she added that as many of them as I did (and it wasn't much) they weren't the typical 'smash the mug.' They would be premeditated, curious and slow in a way... Today's kids (or at least the ones I know) are terribly obnoxious. They have no sense of respect for anything or anyone in a very simplistic way. They talk too much, they want too much... I was (and probably still am) very shy of asking for something I wanted. No idea why, but this is how I see a well behaved child: modest, quiet...
So that family has two daughters. The older one is exactly that obnoxious little thing that I use for a stereotype for the children now. The other one is quiet and gentle... She's very beautiful and, although the two do look alike, I like her best. That didn't come out right... I like her best because of how she acts... She's an angel.
So do I love or hate children? Heh, now I see what prejudice this is as a question. All men and women are different, why should we treat all children as the same?! I must say I love intuitive and creative children... Quiet and self-sufficient (to some extent anyway)... I cannot even look at these annoying things they call cute, though... They laugh at all these things that if I said they'd look bad at me... Ah, hypocrits, how I love thee...

~~Inspired by the amazing quotation I found on the net:
"When my daughter was about seven years old, she asked me one day what I did at work. I told her I worked at the college – that my job was to teach people how to draw. She stared back at me, incredulous, and said, ‘You mean they forget?’ "
-Howard Ikemoto, "Art & Fear"

She's so caring...
I love her... I'll get a tattoo like an old rocker... ha-ha like ever...
I care for her more, I hate him, then why I stay with both?
It's not really like I have a choice, but I do have a say in the matter.... I think--
Why then, why not speak up? Stupid materialistic bitch, that's why...
Aw well, at least I know and admit...

It's so calm here... this house I mean. I should stay here longer.
It's quiet, but the keys are noisy... not in a bad way, though.
I like the keystrokes, just the sounds... oldfashioned call me if thy so desires

it's time for water and bed, though no aqua mattress please..
I love water... it always takes it all out - pain, betrayal, happiness even... it's beautiful...

I'm gone, melting down there...
Who wants to come with me and melt in th sun?

Chtulhu calls me.... but I am distraught...
He just died... or I think he did
I'm afraid now
they all died
they're all gone
one for a few months
one after a few years

I don't want to die
Not like this... not like this...

I don't care
I forget
I die a little more
Time for destruction--

not an hour of 'midnight dreary'
just a stamp of COZY

goodnight mommy
what a dissapointment...

It's been so long now
I have to go
I lost my tune
I miss her so
and i definitely need to stop with the mediocre rhyming....

kinda got used to devvie putting my cursor everywhere I click
it's a weird feeling
reminds me of necrophilia....

Twelve thirty-three...
Done. It's up till Monday, you know...
Yeah, I know...

my poor russian comic boy
but your cap back on
all the little blue squares
pout ffy, little pup

little tinkerbell

I know how it is, but your chin high
they don't deserve this

I just want to go and get lost, now...
hit by a car or slain by a vamp...
I don't care
I don't want to ever come back...