My hair has grown out now.
I want to go back to something like this soon.
May 28, 2012
May 27, 2012
I feel that I have an affinity only for uncovering what I do not have an affinity for
this is a wall
May 20, 2012
"Among other things, you’ll find that you’re not the first person who was ever confused and frightened and even sickened by human behaviour. You’re by no means alone on that score, you’ll be excited and stimulated to know. Many, many men have been just as troubled morally and spiritually as you are right now. Happily, some of them kept records of their troubles. You’ll learn from them—if you want to. Just as some day, if you have something to offer, someone will learn something from you. It’s a beautiful reciprocal arrangement. And it isn’t education. It’s history. It’s poetry."
— J. D. Salinger (via teakoala)
May 18, 2012
how it hurts
to miss a world that I never knew.
where precarious words were merely
words of comfort run askew
for disturbed, were ripples of cheery
cleansed souls were born and never worn
washing was for rich soil
beaming children rose never for war
streaming water ne’er tears for oil.
fangs and nails
love lost and
endless, heart-wrenching wails.
the world I had once never known,
has long since set sail.
With love and much it,
2wist.
May 14, 2012
Stage fright
There are tremors in hearts that worry for the will of survival. Such tremors are turned beats by which bodies move, synchronizing their actions accordingly with their fears. No love, not against them. Make your fears your own. Make them the melody to which you function. Sing a song of fear and triumph. Then you may come back to me.
May 13, 2012
Anonymous asked: y dont u rite as mch nemore??
I feel as if I am lacking inspiration.
May 13, 2012
May 5, 2012
May 5, 2012
Newspaper curtain
I (alongside my brother-in-crime) have created a newspaper curtain to cover the magical contents of my room from prying eyes. Said curtain has been rung out and hung up. It is a work of art and I do love it. My posters are slowly making their way into spots that may not be stagnant. I am in a jovial mood.
Moving in can bring quite some joy.
May 5, 2012
May 5, 2012
May 5, 2012
May 1, 2012
Home is comfort
Comfort can be found in so very many places. Mother Nature has made sure of that.
May 1, 2012
Home is comfort
Comfort can be found in so very many places. Mother Nature has made sure of that.
April 23, 2012
Pierced
Crimson does not flush from a filthy wound,
Crimson only doth flush from a clear wound.
A murderer or gruesome attacker of sorts must also have his pride. There are no merits to be won from a blow that strikes as chivalry sneezes. The blood that dries too quickly to be salvaged, the blood that does not color a murderer’s face upon his success, that is the blood that often stains the sands of today. Very few witness crimson. Luscious, tasteful and gaze-capturing. Crimson flows from a kill a man has made knowingly and most willingly on the part of his contender. There is a link between the hand that feeds and the mouth that feeds. There is a stronger bond between bodies that have shared minutes of sweat, hours of tension and weeks of churning stomachs.
At its pinnacle, one must remember the importance of salvaging memory.
There will be bloodshed. How long will it linger? How long?
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