Pulvis et umbra sumus. - Horace
I am tired. Oh so very tired.
R.I.P. Michael Jackson. I will always remember you as the eccentric, rotting, pop star zombie that you were.
Last night I had a bizarre dream about meeting Natalie Addams at a futuristic school. She blacked out and I had to revive her with salad. What the fuck, Seroquel? Antipsychotic my ass.
desdmonia:
hahaha. antipsychotics always give you very vivid dreams. its like they just confine the psychotic to the nighttime.
desdmonia:
lol. yep, i had crazy shit like that when i was on risperdal. i think my favorite was i was chasing N'SYNC running on a rainbow across an ocean.
I collect. I reject.
desdmonia:
so i was just thinking that i miss you. and you should come back down here cause i might be going back to mason and i need someone sane there with me.
desdmonia:
god i fucking love nemesis.
all her stuff is pure art.
all her stuff is pure art.
It's sort of eerie how often my mental state can be described succinctly by Jesu lyrics.
"Denial, no function, loveless, no meaning,
Fearless, system, suffering on, existence,
Meaning, distorting , shapeless, feeling,
Fearless, system, suffering on, existence,
Why am I such a void? Why am I such a void?"
- Voidhead by Godflesh
Fearless, system, suffering on, existence,
Meaning, distorting , shapeless, feeling,
Fearless, system, suffering on, existence,
Why am I such a void? Why am I such a void?"
- Voidhead by Godflesh