poppystrike

Calm.

Phew. Someone get's hella irrational when she's upset. I'd say ignore it if it didn't contain some element of truth. If I really wanted it ignored i'd delete it, but evidently it's still here. You can't delete stuff from your life. It's just not that simple.

I'd forgotten how much of a hot head I can be. High five for the girl with the...
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I am so fucking angry. I think if I had one wish it would be to become a tropical fish so that i'd never have to speak to any asshole people. Yeah i'm emo, tell me something I don't fucking know, but no-one understands me. Especially not the one person I thought did. Everything is an illusion. Every word is a lie. And no-one will...
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My afternoon.
You sleep under me in the safety of isolation from your deeds.
In annum I shall be raised to a level unreachable.
Stack tables, chairs, mistakes.
A mountain.
Ice pick blunt, you slide towards piercing enlightenment.
I'll manouver that beam with grace.
On the swing you'll admire my high-backed shoulders.
And the hair covering your stars.

It sounds sad, but actually they are...
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My Mom caught me with magic mushrooms in my room on Saturday. It was pretty fucking funny. At least I hadn't eaten them yet. She's just thankful i'm not smoking crack I think.

Although it does get pretty boring sitting in my room all day... xXx

Oh, and when she confronted me about it today, you'd think she'd be concerned about her first-born consuming hallucinogenics...
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I'm holding here a book
Notable, but not the greatest
Stolen for me by the latest
In a long line of thieves
And I'm just about to drop it
Down that manhole of memories
When I realize it doesn't bother me
Like love's mementos usually do
And I look up to see who's different here
The latest me or the latest you

Course, you're the...
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I've lost all concept of time and space. My face burns. My stomach knots. My knees are sore and bruised. I fell over yesterday. Ripped my jeans and my knees. I feel like a kid at infant school ripping their tights on the playground. Gravel. Germoline. And the like.

I really have nothing interesting to say. In the slightest. Sorry xXx

Tears fall like lemmings xXx

In his head. He's not dead he's not gonna get it xXx

Up and fucking down. I think I have it sort of figured, as figured as a shapeless entity can be; and then this. I'm so confused. Both of us scared. Miles of countryside inbetween not helping.

"I don't care if Monday's black. Tuesday, Wednesday heart attack. Thursday never looking back. It's Friday i'm..."

I hope Friday happens xXx

If confusion were a vast expanse of infinite cloud then I would say that today I have felt very confused. I have also felt an overwhelming sense of fear for absoutely no reason. I feel like a mechanical being, going through the motions but unable to cry. I crouched in the shower like a fox hiding from a ravenous dog, saliva dripping and teeth sheared....
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What a good night. Apart from having poppers thrown in my eyes. Ouch.

I'm trying to pursuade Kristoph to move up to Birmingham so we can play some more. We have the funest times.

Vicky rocks my socks. Shame she's left here though. I'll see her soon i'm sure. Positive even.

Sleeping next to someone is the best. Come sleep with me. Everybody everybody! xXx

Motherfuck.

I got fined 30 for train fare dodging tonight.

Grrr.

Even though i'm angry (and now broke), I have managed to comment absolutely everyone on my friends list.

Someone should tape shut the lead singer of My Chemical Romance's mouth unless he's singing. The man chats utter shite.

Achey breakey typing fingers xXx