Thursday, December 8, 2011

Lyrics of a Madman

scatter senseless in the streets with such simplicity and certainty.
sighing sadly through the seas drowning in its sorrow.
silly sentiments secluded in the sun's way.
searing stabs and pains that align themselves inside sickening minds.


Until next time.
xx

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Knowledge

A sense of learning and that tingling feeling of a new beginning makes the world that much more worth being in. So, bring out the sunshine and never lose hope :)

Until then.
xx

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Irritation

How am I supposed to see your reasoning if you won't see mine? Where is the justification in that? I'm trying so hard, I really am; but you're making this such an impossible task to accomplish - I feel like purposely becoming a disappointment to you just so I can bear your stupidity.

Until then.
xx

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Heightening habits

Just imagine, you're in a room with no memory of how you got there. No matter how many times you blink, your eyes aren't able to adjust to the pitch blackness that seems to engulf you. Your hands are dry and numb from the damp coldness that surrounds you and you feel your way around the dark. Your fingers trace the rough edges of brick upon brick and it hits you that there are just four stone walls around you. If fear and panic didn't exist, what other emotion would dominate your very being?

Until next time.
xx

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Fusion of Minds

It's within the details that an individual can make out the whole. You only need to open your eyes and the ability to distinguish those tiny particles becomes so clear, you'll see matter itself. Sometimes, there are those people who avoid the effort and only see the wider picture. It is then they lose sense of what they were initially doing, losing a little sense in themselves. Sometimes everyone needs a reminder that everything isn't always in shades of black and white.

Until then.
xx

Elusive

Catch me if you can :)

Until next time.
xx

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Critical control


Cravings are a bitch to avoid. You'd think 'just once more' would satisfy you, kinda like a closure, but when you get that taste on your tongue, the adrenalin starts rushing through your veins and you're not even aware that it's already mindfucking you, making it harder to resist; making it that much more addictive.

Until then.
xx

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Belligerent

The soles of her feet prod lightly against the pavement as she picks up her pace, sweat glistens from her forehead, her neck and her chest and her hair unravels itself slowly from her hairtie. The wind is strong and in her favour, the sun keeps her radiating in all her glory. Paths weave ahead of her, houses blur past. The speed of light approaches her, envelopes her, becomes her.

Until next time.
xx

Antagonist



It's hard to look at such a cute thing and think of something like the phrase 'fucking like rabbits'

Until then.
xx

Zesty Life

Times come and go and sometimes we're so absorbed in our lives to even realise how much time we actually still have left. I've personally noticed that at first, it was hard to 'cherish' every moment of my life, but recently I've learnt to pay a larger quantity of detail in regards to every aspect of this life of mine. You distinguish the difference between running your life and being a part of it. I got to admit, being a part of it and allowing the course to run in front of you is always the easier way.

Until next time.
xx

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Yep

It is sunny, and I do feel a tad tipsy at the moment, but I am not drunk as Mr. Lactose claims.

Until then.
xx

Monday, August 15, 2011

XXX

Why are people so stupid? I don't believe love would make you THAT idiotic. Fucks sake.

Until next time.
xx

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Wish Upon A Star


Nowadays I find myself wistful about many things. My life, my future, my approach to life. Although many people claim that they are just playing their part of life, I wonder if people ever just sit still and acknowledge that they're not only just a part of life, but that life is nothing without them. It's like a massive chess board. Without even one pawn, the whole game loses all meaning. If I can pinpoint my task to life right now, it's to make others live it. After all, what is life without living?

Until then.
xx

Monday, May 23, 2011

Vivid Life

It's an interesting concept when the uninviting become the uninvited. Just throwing it out there.

Until next time.
xx

United

I'm going to save up for a tattoo. It will be inked around my ankle, almost like an ankle bracelet. I'm going to have a little feather placed close by to it. Not a plume, but those little fluffy baby feathers.

'Gib mir kraft zum fleigen'

It's german :)

Until then.
xx

True Beauty

I really tend to wonder why some individuals proceed to do things that they know will inflict more harm than good. Is it out of impulse? Revenge? Anger? Or just pure unawareness of the consequences? As an observer, you see the results of their actions before it actually happens. It's like as if it purposely plays in slow motion just so you can identify every single detail that happens.

What really sucks is... you can't really do anything to stop it. you just gotta let it happen. Que sera sera.

Then again, when it does happen, when the damage is done and you witness a little bit of that person die inside, you can't help but cringe and feel the utmost amount of guilt welling up inside you. I always procrastinate and wonder why, between good and bad; people always go for the latter.

Until next time.
xx

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Satisfaction

Been craving a lot recently. Not a good habit :(

Until then.
xx

Respect

I never thought that this would ever happen, but you've lost mine buddy.

Until next time.
xx

Monday, April 25, 2011

Queer The Right Way

A subtle breeze is still able to send the tiniest chill up your spine. A light feather can still send ripples running upon the vast naked ocean. A small injection from a needle is able to prevent you from illness for a lifetime.
This proves it then- little ol' me has the power to change this ginormous world.

Until then.
xx

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Palace for the Kings

He moves to the rhythm of his own beat. One foot in front of the other. Repeat. Such an easy process; a process that opens so many doors, he notices.

Are my feet the key to life?
he wonders. No, they're merely a part of the puzzle.

It's the moon that shines the way, the sound of the ocean waves that call him home. The little specs of sand wriggle in between his toes and he loves it. He loves it all. This is where I should be. Where it all happens. He closes his eyes and inhales the ocean mist deeply. The aphrodisiac smell travels through his lungs and causes his chest to swell with happiness. He sits down, sinking his bottom into the sand and looks up at the clear night sky. Little stars smile down upon him, playing with his mind while they take turns to sparkle. He needs no camera for this, no civilisation, nothing man made at all. He is one with Mother Earth, it's his eyes that capture the moment.

It's his heart that will store this memory, this life away from life.

Until next time.
xx

Opulent Opium

You make me smile even when the skies turn grey. Heck, you make it seem like the skies turning grey are the best thing that can happen to this earth. Keep injecting me with this happy drug, I think I'm addicted. Thank you, dear life of mine :)

Until then.
xx

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Narcissist

It's amazing how raw my hate can be for something that shouldn't even exist in the first place. Who made you leader of the pack? Perfection is not you, perfection is nowhere near you. I am my own person and it can't be helped at all- so stop trying to mould me to conform into your life. As disbelieving this may be, I will not be around forever. I will not grovel at your feet forever. I'll be free. Most importantly, I'll be away from you. So unbotton that stiff collar and remove that golf club out of your ass and really, do really, try to open your eyes.

Until next time.
xx

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Make a scene

There's something about you that makes me think in a new light. You possess that ability to make everything seem alright- that all is where it should be. It's so refreshing, though there's this nagging feeling that this isn't forever.

Why do all good things come to an end? I believe I possess the power to prevent this, but I think I need help harnessing it.

Until then.
xx