tiamat

~Have any of you ever had that Montreal beer that comes in a large wine type bottle at 9% for only 5.95? Motherf*cker. I can't for the life of me remember what it is called. But it should be illegal. Well, at least for me anyways. After consuming two of them and discovering multiple bruising as well as rug burn I have decided that this little suicidegirl should refrain from purchasing this beer. I only made it until 7pm before passing out after crying for no apparant reason except for the belief that there was a swirling black hole in the center of my tummy with a will to take over my body. I shouldn't have watched that documentary on black holes.

~So once again school has started and I am skipping class instead of learning about semiotics. I think I know it all anyways and my best friend will take notes for me.

~I saw a dead squished rat last night on a walk. I guess if he was squished he obviously was dead. If not, I hope I never run into a rat who has the capability to scurry after he is flattened out with his guts trailing everywhere.

~My heart is all fluttery right now. Do you guys ever get that rushing noise in your heads when you experience a love for or from someone? It sounds like a wave. Like when you put your ear up to a shell and you can hear the ocean. I get that when someone hugs me or tells me they care for me. I like to think I can feel and hear the love they are feeling.
~ Mark Ryden is my new obsession.
I do not know very much about art but when something grabs my attention and doesn't let go, there must be a reason for it. In his interview with Juxtapose he discusses why sadness in life is just as beautiful as happiness and how we are constantly trying to "cure" ourselves of sorrow when we should embrace it. Such a simple statement but it makes me accept how shitty I feel sometimes.
Anyway enough of this rambling. Small doses of Tiamat are all you can handle. I send all the kisses in the world to all of you.