Thursday, 10 June 2010

Yes?

Bleach my hair?

Sunday, 6 June 2010

He's a bunny.
Apparently self destruction is very romantic.

And I think the reason people still take drugs is because its been drilled into us that aslong as we get out of it before 25, it's fine.

Haha. I'm the happiest and most depressed person I know.

And I think I only cover it up sometimes because people just will get worried if I seem depressed, which I really don't want.

And I want to ask people questions, like where they want to die, and stuff. But I can't.

But I should, because I'm a teenager and I think I could get away with being disgustingly insane.

So yeah.

I guess I just wish I had the guts to be myself.

Saturday, 29 May 2010

I wanna be like Sid and Nancy.



World. Give me my rockstar other half. Pretty please.

Thursday, 29 April 2010

Old, and I wish it was new.

Just because you're a fucko who takes everything the wrong way, doesn't mean I can't care a bit for you!

I need to start hearing honesty like that again, I miss it.

Wednesday, 21 April 2010

Destiny.

Who even knows?
I feel like change should come, but it isn't.
Need a catalyst.
Waiting is for dead people, I just don't know what to do about it.

Sunday, 11 April 2010

Really?

Blast out your brains.
Thumping and pumping, ripping and searing
the simplicity of a thought, and the difficulty of explaining it.
And the difference of pleasure and discomfort.
It doesn't work unless it's blasting out your brains.
Subtlety is just lost if it's heard with ignorant ears
so it needs to blast out your brains, break through that mould
where should you look for inspiration? Rainbows? Romance?
Or the little pain, because after all, good always comes out of bad.
After all, happiness is overrated.
After all, happiness is boring.
After all, meaning is dumb.
It is the variation that keeps us on, not the chugging constant
and the slap in the face, not the peaceful hand.
Boredom id boring, and unenthusiastic.
Shivering, unchanging.
Commas are annoying and repetitive and should die.
So should and.
And fullstops, after a while, loose meaning and become a waste of space.
Shut up, you talk too much.

Saturday, 10 April 2010

'Only after disaster can we be resurrected.'


Indizzle.