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.messica.

About Me

if you know me well enough, then by having the knick-name "mess" is pretty much self explainatory. Have left Sydney and now residing in London. I couldn't be more happy! Life is fabulous.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

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My Blog

My hypnosis.

In a hypnotic, self-preservation-driven type state, I have found myself feeling deeply and, quite frankly, unnervingly connected to various fictional characters, empathising with illuso...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Jan 2008 05:32:00 GMT

Quench.

You'll have a different faceDifferent wordsMaybe so I don't recognise youAnd you'll keep safe An armour of lost memoriesBrushed asideThe desert of our fiction worldUnbearabley real Traces of your...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Aug 2007 04:48:00 GMT

Please.

Someone make the world shrink. Please?
Posted by on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 05:32:00 GMT

Perils.

Ahh the perils of life:*some best friends in my life living on the other side of the world*hairdressers who cut too much length off your hair leaving you back at square one*crappy office air condition...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Aug 2007 18:39:00 GMT

That moment.

And in that moment it somehow changedA glance backwards and everything seemed unsteady.Looking down at the collections of bath towelsA different one for each day you moved on,After boredom kicks in th...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Jul 2007 05:39:00 GMT

Now.

It's time to escape me thinks.  
Posted by on Sun, 08 Jul 2007 07:08:00 GMT

Palpable.

What this is, it's palpable. How is one to enjoy that? Something worth keeping, show me.Need to learn how to keep. Something worth the effort.
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jul 2007 06:45:00 GMT

Choice of Influence.

Sometimes I think its scary how thought patterns can so easily change. With a blink of an eye, someone can come into your life that will make you want to do things you never thought you would; other p...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Jun 2007 06:48:00 GMT

Felt.

Look through my windowA world of vague realityStark sunlight in your eyesIt's hard to see sometimes.To hide the imperfectionsBought beautificationFigures of imaginationYou see what you want to see.Clo...
Posted by on Thu, 17 May 2007 05:07:00 GMT

I don't understand.

I don't understandHow such meaningful peopleCan be burdoned with such weightThe ills of lifeThat cannot be understoodI want to understandAnd not have my mind tangledBecause it hurts sometimesTo watch ...
Posted by on Sun, 13 May 2007 06:23:00 GMT