break.

Music: MGMT - Electric Feel

Dont dare to not notice me at all, or even believe in me. but believe in eachother. like your both looking after a kid, keep eachother fucking close. whilst one burns further into his mistakes and the other refuses to acknowledge his faults.. it makes for a scenario where im just starting not to care.

take you own fucking problems away from me , atleast until you start fucking understanding mine.

someone said to me this week, " you keep listening to everyone, its time someone listened to you. " and guess what.. that time has come, for me atleast. im willing to pour my secrets out and im willing to let someone know of the person i am that they dont see.
to make it a bit easier i have an idea of painting/drawing/photograph i would love to complete with me having my head split open with blood +all my secrets pouring out of it on a white canvas. yet, sure that doesnt make for my usual gnarly blog posts but im really starting to react to things a bit more differently regarding someone who tries to understand me and fails miserably.

i want to paint my face, and go dancing tonight.

but tomorrow, ill let it consume me once again.

getting tired.

Music: Placebo - Meds

consume me, build me.. into myself.
let me yearn for the hunger to open into a flower
with my petal's so bold in color.
watching the world sorrow itself in the simple minds of only we can see,
its comfortable to laugh, and follow my own ruin.
change your tastes. im desire. i disown my own self. and care for little or less.


i wish, instead of people coming from me at all corners, demanding i open myself upto them.. im finding it more easier to talk to myself. whatev'

FUCKKKKK!!!!11111

IF YOU HAVENT GOT TEH 40 SECOND RIPP OF BRIT BRIT'S NEXT SINGLE " WOMANIZER " WHERE ARE YOU ?!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HOLY FUCKKK......

edit: i dont fucking care how fucking gay i look right now. this woman fucking amazes me.

desire.

Music: Ladyhawke - Paris is burning

ugh, only on some days i get to a point of only so much i can take before i forget caring. but im getting to the points of so much i can take. i guess im going to be more cryptic tonight/this morning as it is 3.29am.

i have got alot on my mind lately, most of the time i do. and i think that's why i have such terrible insomnia and stay up listening to all sorts of fantastic music artists. most of which people tend to follow my lead on my trends of music, fashion, hairstyles, etc. i don't particulary like it at all. not because i know im unique, because you sure know i am. but realistically its not cool to be almost identical to me. espcially since, well its me.

as far as most people know, i picked myself up from well.. a hard experience at home. and im a much brighter person now, but that doesnt mean im not insecure about alot aswell as im pretty fragile and tiny. there's only so much people can take. but that doesnt make me an easy target either. as most of the time i dont give a fuck about anything.

-breathes-

okay, i guess i should stop ranting and talk about something a bit more...
well. i actually wanted to write a blog about my sexual desires. but i know i got some close people to me who do read this blog and im pretty sure they dont want to hear about my.. desires. involving all sorts of.. things.
meh, -points to the photo- its when i was at home. by myself.

im going to be completely honest. and say i just want someone to talk to. i mean, i can talk to people about so much before they get weirded out. or go off about themselfs. im unsure if that sounds selfish, or just that i want to convice myself im fine. meh, i kinda want something..


-grumbles-