January 2011
24 posts
Boys or girls it’s all the same a moment of pleasure for a lifetime of pain
I've never had a valentine. Oh wait. Now I...
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I want to get back in touch wih the real me not this facade that people see.
But withought my mask I’m just another face in the crowd soon to be forgotton.
I have no Identity.
RocketQueenx: Australia Day. →
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Not “invasion” day as some come to call it. This day never used to be hated the way it is now. It is a celebration of the country as a whole, not any fucked up events that happened in the past. Yeah, there are some wankers who give people a reason to call it this due to their fucked up, stupid…
“You find a glimmer of happiness in this world, there’s always somebody who wants...”
– Finding Neverland, James Barry (via myhappymonster)
Death is so romantic
Today some of my friends visited me and entered into my household now this is a good thing since I love company and suprises.
But and as with most things in life there is one the bad side to this visit was that they saw inside and even ventured into my room.
This is such a big deal for me since although my room does not give away much about who I am and how I work it still provides a small...
Mother Asks to see my plates to prove that I eat since she suspects I’m anorexic.
How wonderful
Same Shit, Different Day
As I was wondering through life today my eye was caught by a ladder of scars that seemed to crawl up her arm.
I accidently locked eyes with the owner of said arms and she was positively radiant, beautiful in every sense of the word, Unfortunately almost a second after eye contact was made she looked straight down and covered both of her arms and fled from the scene.
I feel bad about making her...
Ah I love sitting up late for so many reasons such as it gives me time to reflect and drink in the beauty of the night sky.
Recently I have gained a new reason to further appreciate the night life and this reason is I have shifts where I no longer remember who I am and think I am someone else entirely.
Although it was a little disconcerning at first I’ve grown to enjoy these moments where...
Can’t wait til im old enough to get a tattoo
Rain always feels so cleansing.
I like the rain.
My desires
I want to be able to cry, I wish I could share myself with others withought the constant crippling fear of rejection or the fear of it being used against me and most of all I just want to be able to feel something, happy, sad, angry, anything to replace the nothingness
I pride myself on my ability to fuck things up with anyone important to me
Simple warm fuzzyness
I feel good.
Why you ask?
Simple tonight I a self serving, socially inept kid with little to no understanding of other peoples relationships managed to help ease a friends pain over their relationship or as of recently lack of.
Sure I was not able to do it by saying that there will be others and that not all people are complete utter assholes but I was still able to ease their pain in the way...
I removed one to many layers of skin from my fingers and now everything feels to smooth
