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Where else but here, at a time like this... hmm.
Life cycles.
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[30 May 2005|08:40pm] |
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Well
doesn't life have an interesting way
of circling around itself.
Today
I found out that my ticket to nine inch nails has been forgotten,
bypassed
and rejected
I .. I ...
This is my last entry.
Thankyou all for your time, patience, and attention.
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[25 May 2005|10:49pm] |
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We were talking about genre today in class and Lazdog got to speaking about 'gothic-fiction' and this image came to mind... so I started doodling a little written piece in the margin of my book. Now here I am, around eleven hours later copying the thing onto the internet.
shall I share it with the folk who play at livejournal?
A first draft follows.
Long red skirt, she holds,
billows as she runs
at pace along the black lane
underneath the bridge.
Turns her head
for a flash glance
into the dark
that follows her with speed.
Brown spirals engulf
her face, struggling to peer
out through matting hair;
longing, hoping,
for the paved road
to hold her,
not trip her
in her red stilettos.
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| I am all that is light |
[19 May 2005|10:46pm] |
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The burning blue ignites the china with a metallic glow
The surge of life that closes in on my eye as the light grows close.
know this world, breakfast has become a night time meal.
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[19 May 2005|09:41pm] |
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I need to find a place to live and move out. I'm going to Sydney on the 24th of June and staying until the 12th of July. (updated dates for those on their second read) I'm procrastinating right now, reading things on the internet that I've already read before. If I wasn't doing this, I'd be drawing scatter plots for my Psych assignment.
Today is.
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[14 May 2005|11:25pm] |
75 Questions
1.Copy and Paste in your blog
2. BOLD anything true
3. Leave plain anything untrue
001. I miss somebody right now.
002. I watch more tv than I used to.
003. I love olives.
004. I love sleeping.
005. I own lots of books.
006. I wear glasses or contact lenses.
007. I love to play video games.
008. I’ve tried marijuana.
009. I’ve watched porn movies.
010. I have been in a threesome.
011. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.
012. I believe honesty is the best policy.
013. I have acne free skin.
014. I like and respect Al Sharpton.
015. I curse frequently.
016. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.
017. I have a hobby.
018. I’ve been told I have a nice butt.
019. I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
020. I've never broken anyone else's bones.
022. I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.
023. I love rain.
024. I’m paranoid at times.
025. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.
026. I need money right now.
027. I love sushi.
028. I talk really, really fast sometimes.
029. I have fresh breath in the morning.
030. I have semi-long hair.
031. I have lost money in Las Vegas.
032. I have at least one brother and/or sister.
033. I was born in a country outside Australia
034. I shave my legs.
035. I have a twin.
037. I couldn’t survive without Caller I.D.
038. I like the way I look.
039. I have lied to a good friend in the past 6 months.
040. I know how to do cornrows.
041. I am usually pessimistic. (i call it thinking)
042. I have mood swings.
043. I think prostitution should be legalized.
044. I think Britney Spears is pretty/hot.
045. I have cheated on a significant other. (but not the current one, wo0t me!)
046. I have a hidden talent.
047. I’m always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.
048. I think that I’m popular.
049. I am currently single.
050. I have kissed someone of the same sex.
051. I enjoy talking on the phone. (it gets boring sometimes)
052. I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.
053. I love to shop.
054. I would rather shop than eat.
055. I would classify myself as ghetto.
056. I’m bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.
057. I’m obsessed with my blog!
058. I don’t hate anyone.
059. I’m a pretty crap dancer.
060. I think Mike Tyson raped Desiree Washington…
061. I’m completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.
062. I have a mobile phone.
063. I watch MTV on a daily basis.
065. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.
067. I have never been in a real relationship before.
068. I’ve rejected someone before.
069. I currently have a crush on someone.
070. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
071. I want to have children in the future.
072. I have changed a diaper before.
073. I’ve had the cops called on me before.
074. I bite my nails.
075. I’m not allergic to anything deadly.
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| The Mail Man |
[12 May 2005|08:56pm] |
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I was just thinking about a time when Baden said something to me last year, in class, that there is no such thing as gay, homosexual, straight or bisexual. And that realistically, there are around 3 billion sexualities in the world. People each have their own sexuality.
I remember back at parties in school days, when I use to look at what the stupid chicks in the year below would do. They'd spend the night teasing 'the guys', pretending to be lesbians, hooking up with each other in front of them trying desperately to impress them. It was such shit.
I wonder, do they think they're fooling anyone? I just saw them as sluts. But why do I have a problem with sluts anyway? What the hell makes sex so fucking unspeakable?
I guess maybe I just saw what they were doing as making a mockery of lesbians, making same sex couples into some sideshow for straight people to marvel over.
I come from a really, really redneck hometown. To be honest I'd never met someone who'd call themselves Lesbian until I got to uni. If you tried to call yourself that in my home town, people would think you're just trying to get attention. Being bi though, that was 'cool' ...so everyone was 'bi'.
I wonder where I was going with this...
I asked a friend last Friday at my superhero bash about whether he had any girls since he moved to Brisbane. And always knowing there was something else there, added, 'or any boys...?' and he told me that he'd thought about it, and 'if he had to be specific', he was probably 80% girl-interested, 20% boy-liking.
I think maybe I'm wonder if anyone actually places themselves happily into a category like bi, lesbian, straight, gay. I'm sure as hell none of the four. What the fuck is left then?
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| this month of mine |
[02 May 2005|05:02pm] |
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23 april 2005
So many times
I ache.
That line agin,
the tireless line -
'I ache'.
They come around again
All those yearning men...
I have one at my side every second.
I never want them.
Never did want this either.
Never matters though..
They fall for me.
All over me,
And I need it.
When I can feel it
I know that
I crave it.
I never got it when I was .. little.
The first thing I did was
jump on them.
When i found out
That they'd have me.
I've always been wanted,
because they see
what they want to see
in me.
I have to care for you
because you are weak,
and i am your mother.
A mother you can fuck.
Does it feel good
fucker?
Hang on tight boy.
Put your arms around me baby.
You know I'm good for it.
Why do you do it?
You know me.
You know that I will run from you
when you love me the most.
I hate you.
I want a pillow.
I want a warm, breathing, caring
sweet nothing
father.
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[01 May 2005|10:46am] |
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I bought a polyphonic colour phone
I broke up with my boyfriend
I began a livejournal
I got a new hotmail account
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