About Me

same old shit
different day
i am not perfect. i like penguins. my favourite word is pumpernickel. i have hidden buffy strength. i used to believe in happy endings. i know i live in my own little world. i love leg warmers. i have a tattoo. i'd like to pretend to be someone i'm not. i smoke liquorice rizlas with menthol filter tips. i make random noises. i use the word "fishcakes" alot. i like looking at the stars and feeling insignificant. i have crooked little fingers. squirrels excite me. i like to watch the patterns made by incense smoke. i am my music. i am possibly the worst film studies student ever. i can appreciate things for what they are. sometimes i stare at a word and realise how strange it looks. i have no idea who i am but i am ever changing.
bye bye beautiful. Don't bother to write.
and . isn't . it . great . to . find . that . you're . really . worth .

nothing

This is the part where I cave in (Iâ€™ve been waiting) this is the part where you will leave (Iâ€™m still changing) This is the part where I lay down (Iâ€™ve been waiting) this is the part where you fade out (Iâ€™m still changing) This is the part where you forgave; this is the part that Iâ€™ll forget. This is the part where I forgive â€“ This is the part that I regret...
this . is . not .what. I . hoped .for
Is there anything worth looking for?
Worth loving for?
Worth lying for?
Is there anything waiting for?
Worth living for?
Worth dying for?

My Interests

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My Blog

just because

I hurt myself todayto see if I still feelI focus on the painthe only thing that's realthe needle tears a holethe old familiar stingtry to kill it all awaybut I remember everythingwhat have I become?my...
Posted by on Thu, 01 May 2008 09:01:00 GMT

truth

"as a tyrant doubles with his words, and fearfully equivocates, so we are forced to express our violent passions in riddles, and in dreams, and leave the path of simple virtue which was never made to ...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Dec 2007 12:34:00 GMT

Innocent Vigilant Ordinary

"Oh no," I said I think about the times The way you smile at me And how we always kiss And how we drank the sun And killed the night And fought the sleep and won And how we left it all unmade It was...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Nov 2007 06:26:00 GMT

Mission Statement Revisited: A Year Later

Seeing as its coming up to that time of year again where people feel the need to recreate themselves and make resolutions that they'll probably break the next day, i thought i would take a gander back...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Sep 2007 07:15:00 GMT

At your most beautiful

Just nothing will fix this I messed up and you took off from here to where you know that we won't make up At your most beautiful Oh god how I hate that you're so pretty now Honey, when your eyes have ...
Posted by on Thu, 03 May 2007 13:42:00 GMT

And I'll take you for who you are, if you take me for everything

I don't mind where you come fromAs long as you come to meI don't like illusions I can't seeThem clearlyI don't care no I wouldn't dareTo fix the twist in youYou've shown me eventuallyWhat you'll doI d...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 05:25:00 GMT

Wash off your hands, its time to let go

What must I have become to deserve all the shit that you gave me The rocks look like a body in the river, now I just wish that I could sleep To keep me from thinking but the thoughts keep me upIt's be...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Nov 2006 12:41:00 GMT