I've spent several years building up these defences to resist all depressive urges and temptations but in one night as it grew even darker they came crashing down in a single swoop. In hell and not remembering the way I came, there was only one thing for me to do, stay. Stay in the place that two years earlier I had managed to escape and...
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The sand beneath my feet, a welcome presence beneath my toe nails. The gentle breeze that flies in with the tide and flies out just as fleeting as life itself, a brief yet gentle reminder of Beauty in an Hostile world.
It leaves. The fantasy blends into reality, the cold harsh concrete, like shards from a broken light bulb beneath my feet. The stench of...
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It leaves. The fantasy blends into reality, the cold harsh concrete, like shards from a broken light bulb beneath my feet. The stench of...
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I don't know how to be a friend. A lover. Or even how to be me.
More skating tonight, i think!
The bruises are worth it.
The bruises are worth it.
Scabbed nipples.
A ball gag.
Dirty Mountain Dew bottles I've pissed in.
Howard Hughes: You inspire me.
I drink of it.
I imagine I am swallowing you.
Deja vu, repeating itself.
Clawing at the lid of my coffin.
Your teeth are rattling in your urn.
Stretched out paper clips I force through my eardrums;
So as to not hear the sound of nothing.
Its beauty...
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A ball gag.
Dirty Mountain Dew bottles I've pissed in.
Howard Hughes: You inspire me.
I drink of it.
I imagine I am swallowing you.
Deja vu, repeating itself.
Clawing at the lid of my coffin.
Your teeth are rattling in your urn.
Stretched out paper clips I force through my eardrums;
So as to not hear the sound of nothing.
Its beauty...
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The girl, continued:
We spoke, we went out twice had great times both nights, conversation could've been livelier. I just couldn't seem to let myself go and be myself, myself - who is that, even i don't know. I think my insecurities in part suffocated whatever was there before it had chance to be seen and explored. She was hot and that intimdated me, to...
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We spoke, we went out twice had great times both nights, conversation could've been livelier. I just couldn't seem to let myself go and be myself, myself - who is that, even i don't know. I think my insecurities in part suffocated whatever was there before it had chance to be seen and explored. She was hot and that intimdated me, to...
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God, i hate the calm rational way of thinking that sobriety brings.
Last night i met a girl, who I've hung with once or twice before, except tonight was different. We couldn't keep our hands off each other, i had turned into one half of the couples i hate, the couples who practically shag in the middle of the dance floor with a hundred other...
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Last night i met a girl, who I've hung with once or twice before, except tonight was different. We couldn't keep our hands off each other, i had turned into one half of the couples i hate, the couples who practically shag in the middle of the dance floor with a hundred other...
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tarachan:
I bet you did make a better-than-nice impression really! 
I quite like this video:
Awhile back I tried my hand at Glamour Photography, producing some decidedly bad images. However after receiving critique from friends, family, professionals and by posting them on deviantArt.com, so for 2007 I felt it would be appropriate for me to give it another. My first ever shoot gave me the confidence to do it again and now at least I know my skill level and...
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sickpuppy2:
i like it buddy. Hope you do some more.
Did you have a good Xmas/New Years?
Did you have a good Xmas/New Years?
It's a tragedy really, the dawn of a New Year is upon us and the only real significant thing that's different from the beginning of 2006 is I'm a year older. 2007 will soon be hoisted upon us as that ever-ticking clock continues to tick along. I have a lot of plans for 2007 but i fear that they'll fade away into the fabric of...
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This one came from looking
This one opened twice
These two seem as smooth as silk, flush against my eyes
This one needed stitches and
This one came from rings
This one isn't even there, but I feel it more because you don't care
Yeah, Cut right into me.
Yeah, because I am Made Of Scars.
Yes I am made of scars.
Perhaps it's the...
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This one opened twice
These two seem as smooth as silk, flush against my eyes
This one needed stitches and
This one came from rings
This one isn't even there, but I feel it more because you don't care
Yeah, Cut right into me.
Yeah, because I am Made Of Scars.
Yes I am made of scars.
Perhaps it's the...
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So, I'm 20 today.
This is it, the birthday where finally i have to admit i'm an adult, at least by age, no longer will i be able to hide behind the words 'i'm a teen' forever doomed to a life of responsibility and caution.
I say fuck it, let's go out and get fucked!
This is it, the birthday where finally i have to admit i'm an adult, at least by age, no longer will i be able to hide behind the words 'i'm a teen' forever doomed to a life of responsibility and caution.
I say fuck it, let's go out and get fucked!