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2nd-Apr-2008 08:17 pm - 066 + Give unto me all that frightens you. I'll have your nightmares for you if you sleep soundly
betrayed, blood the last, I break
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I have a question, open to the general public. Say someone close to you dies. Is it ok, after a year, two years, maybe, say, twenty years, to feel as though they've been replace? No. Not replaced, just... that their space has finally been filled? Should you feel guilty, glad, or sad?

It's interesting. Twenty years later, lord knows how many memories later, how many lovers, fights, tormenting, I feel like I've moved past something.
19th-Mar-2008 04:57 pm - 056 + We love the abuse because it makes us feel like we are needed now. I know I wanna disappear...
belong to me.
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So I was taking a walk today with Marmoset - that's my pet dragon, for those of you who don't know, and no, I still don't know it's gender - and I was looking at the clock tower.

It's a very fine clock tower; all nice and tall. You can see it from any part in the city, and when I first came here, it was a means of locating one's self in this dump. Later on, it became the place where I ate my lunch during break, and where I found Claire after she fell off the damn thing.

As some of you may know, I've taken to painting it. Under my supervision, it has been pink, yellow, blue - and sparkly - and rainbow-colored.

The rainbow was kind of faded when I looked at it today.

So I said to myself, said I: It needs a new color.

So I, being a productive person, bought me some paint.

THE CLOCK TOWER IS NOW RED. ENJOY.


Nice, damn angry color...
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