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So I was walking through the shopping centre (only as a short-cut to the bus stop you understand) when a lady demmands I hear her out. I'd already ignored her once so I thought I'd hear what she had to say and then send her packing with my magic tongue. She starts polishing one of my fingernails telling me some crap about it bringing out...
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infernal_rainbow:
It's not my fucking birthday! I never tell strangers when my real birthday is because I have hangups about my age and I don't celebrate Time. No one in my household mentions that it's my birthday (alas mothers never forget). I believe birthdays should only be celebrated by the mother; they are the ones who remember pushing you out of the cunt after all. Clue that I lied about D.O.B : 1st of April...
johnfm1:
Fibber.

Everyone wants shiny nails.
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Ok so obviously those weren't my words... I'll let you guess whose words they were first. But I strive hard for self-degradation so it must always be someone else's words before my own.
Today I burned a 5 note. I was listening to a song by Therion when I first caught sight of the crumbled up scrap of paper with the queen's head sadly twinkling...
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niobe:
Happy Birthday! smile
thestate:
i don't know about being whipped til blood is drawn, but i'd definitely love to have you flog/fuck/pee-on/torture me. love
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When one is alone and it is night and so dark and still that one hears nothing and sees nothing but the thoughts that add and subtract the years, and the long row of those disagreeable facts which remorselessly indicate how far the hand of the clock has moved forward, and the slow, irresistible approach of the wall of darkness which will eventually engulf everything...
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scissorhands925:
Cool journal,Brown eyed metal girl wink

skull skull skull skull skull
darqkloud:
As one who has had many a sleepless night wrapped in a blanket of fear and self-loathing, I understand all to clearly.

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