I have a Deviantart page. I used to post some poerty, occasionally. Anyways, I was on my page tonight reading over some stuff. Nothing really good, at least to me. I mean it's not crap cos art is in the eye of the beholder, right? But anyways I was reading over one of my poems and it kind of shocked me. The contrast between how I feel now, as a person, and how I feel in this poem. They're two different people, the author of that poem and the person I am now. Granted, we're in the same body but its like.. the me who wrote the poem has taken to hiding. Or, at the very least, taken a holiday? I mean, I am happy now. I don't display it maybe bit some can see it regardless. At any rate I am happier now, very much so. It's too much to describe now, maybe I will do so later, but suffice it to say I have taken steps to go from there, to where I am now and I like it in the 'here'. Things could be better though, I mean things can always be better but the important thing is things arent worse. Better > worse, no?
Check out the poem, see whatcha think. I dunno, I notice a stark difference. Was just astounding to me reading over something I did months ago and looking at my mentality now. I'm at least 75% sure I wouldn't write something like that now, but it serves its puurpose to show me where I was and how far I have come since then. I think I can say without a doubt, I am proud of myself.
Things are looking up, I think I'm just starting to do the same. Look up, that is. No more head hung. =D
http://ikimberly.deviantart.com/art/Dark-Light-102703506
Also, I thought this was significant. Anyone who knows Steven will agree, maybe. Here is a snippet from an MSN conversation with a very good friend of mind from tonight. I hope he doesnt mind.
steven.fredericks@gmail.com says (11:14 PM):
I know you thought we were all blowing smoke up your ass back then, but you honestly have talent; it's not refined, but you've got an ability to channel your emotions and put them onto a page.
Thank you Steven, it means a lot to me. Even if I don't acknowledge the support you guys give me. <3>
Monday, April 13, 2009
Silver Wings
From tender years you took me for granted.
But still I deigned to wander through your lungs.
While you were sleeping soundly in your bed,
(Your draped were silver wings, your shutters flung)
I drew the poison from your summer's sting,
And eased the fire out your fevered skin.
I moved in you and stirred your soul to sing;
And if you left me I would move again,
I've danced 'tween sunlit strands of lover's hair;
Helped form the final words before your your death.
I've pitied you and plied your sails with air;
Gave blessing when you rose upon my breath.
AND AFTER ALL OF THIS I AM AMAZED.
THAT I AM CURSED FAR MORE THEN I AM PRAISED.
But still I deigned to wander through your lungs.
While you were sleeping soundly in your bed,
(Your draped were silver wings, your shutters flung)
I drew the poison from your summer's sting,
And eased the fire out your fevered skin.
I moved in you and stirred your soul to sing;
And if you left me I would move again,
I've danced 'tween sunlit strands of lover's hair;
Helped form the final words before your your death.
I've pitied you and plied your sails with air;
Gave blessing when you rose upon my breath.
AND AFTER ALL OF THIS I AM AMAZED.
THAT I AM CURSED FAR MORE THEN I AM PRAISED.
I'm just trolling the interweb. Hung around one of my fav sites. I'm getting eager for Thrice to release a new album. ^.^
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Damn you Blogger!
For some reason when I sign in to blogger, or try to in this case, my attempts are thwarted by the interwebz. On occasion I have been prevented form logging in because apparently my username doesnt's exits. Yet, here I am posting. Go figure.
Anyways, I had something I wanted to post but thanks to Blogger I forgot cos I just spend like 20 mins trying to log in. Grr
Hopefully I remember later.
Anyways, I had something I wanted to post but thanks to Blogger I forgot cos I just spend like 20 mins trying to log in. Grr
Hopefully I remember later.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Medic!
I was cutting bread today for lunch, and somehow I managed to nick the end of my left thumb with the bread knife. Luckily, it didnt go deep BUT!!!! It tore into my finger like.. pretty good so like the very tip of my thumb is completely unusable now. I feel like a gimp.
On a side note, my blood tastes great. >.> Creepy, yes I know but it was yum. I'm not a vampire fyi.
On a side note, my blood tastes great. >.> Creepy, yes I know but it was yum. I'm not a vampire fyi.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Hello, my name is melty.
Melty!
Oh, I should make it clear that I meant the SNOW. It's nearly gone now and I am stoked. Camping, cycling, longboarding. All those activities can soon be taken up again and I couldn't be happier. Plus, not having to go outside all bundled up is an added bonus too. I can't ignore that. Well, I could.
Dani and I spent the majority of today outside. The yard is dry.. ish. It's dry in spots, wet in others and scattered with dog crap here and there which makes things hazardous. I cleaned up much of it anyways so that made things bearable. Found dried grass in my hair when I went to shower tonight. =P I smelt of stinky grass and other early-springtime smells. Was delightful. Okay I lied, it was not delightful. Sue me.
Tomorrow I plan to avoid the dry grass in my hair if at all possible, but as usual, four year old children tend to have a way of destroying your plans so we shall see what lies in wait for my hair. Dear lord..
Also on a side note, things with my previously mentioned ( a few posts ago) problem are moving along now at a decent speed. Due to a lack of communication on all the parties involved parts things were somewhat confusing. They are fixed now though, or maybe not so much fixed but more resolved. FYI, I was talking about WoW, and now I am talking about having quit that fucking, god forsaken life-suck of a game. I have better things to do them waste my time sitting in front of this computer. Granted, I am sitting in front of it right now but I am doing something at least semi-productive instead of wasting it on a game that will get me less the nowhere. Egad, having read over that last bit I got the impression of some bitterness. Oh well.
Oh, I should make it clear that I meant the SNOW. It's nearly gone now and I am stoked. Camping, cycling, longboarding. All those activities can soon be taken up again and I couldn't be happier. Plus, not having to go outside all bundled up is an added bonus too. I can't ignore that. Well, I could.
Dani and I spent the majority of today outside. The yard is dry.. ish. It's dry in spots, wet in others and scattered with dog crap here and there which makes things hazardous. I cleaned up much of it anyways so that made things bearable. Found dried grass in my hair when I went to shower tonight. =P I smelt of stinky grass and other early-springtime smells. Was delightful. Okay I lied, it was not delightful. Sue me.
Tomorrow I plan to avoid the dry grass in my hair if at all possible, but as usual, four year old children tend to have a way of destroying your plans so we shall see what lies in wait for my hair. Dear lord..
Also on a side note, things with my previously mentioned ( a few posts ago) problem are moving along now at a decent speed. Due to a lack of communication on all the parties involved parts things were somewhat confusing. They are fixed now though, or maybe not so much fixed but more resolved. FYI, I was talking about WoW, and now I am talking about having quit that fucking, god forsaken life-suck of a game. I have better things to do them waste my time sitting in front of this computer. Granted, I am sitting in front of it right now but I am doing something at least semi-productive instead of wasting it on a game that will get me less the nowhere. Egad, having read over that last bit I got the impression of some bitterness. Oh well.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
How to Behave
It's the sorrow you bring, it's the songs that you sing.
It's the constant lack of any normal thing.
It's the light that you gave when you called me name,
It's the serious problems, don't know how to behave.
Although you never have to go there's always room for two.
Although you never, ever fall there's a safety net for you.
All I have is little enough to carry where I go.
All I've seen is just enough to remember where I've been.
It's the sorrow you bring, it's the songs that you sing.
It's the constant lack of any normal thing.
It's the light that you gave when you called me name,
It's the serious problems, don't know how to behave.
Ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah ah-ah
It's tougher now then it used to be, it's getting a little late.
When you're eyes decide what you should see, it's more then you can take.
All I have is little enough to carry where I go.
All I've seen is just enough to remember where I've been.
It's the sorrow you bring, it's the songs that you sing.
It's the constant lack of any normal thing.
It's the light that you gave when you called me name,
It's the serious problems, don't know how to behave.
*Song lyrics from the song How to Behave by Versant. A lovely song, really emulates my feelings right now.
It's the constant lack of any normal thing.
It's the light that you gave when you called me name,
It's the serious problems, don't know how to behave.
Although you never have to go there's always room for two.
Although you never, ever fall there's a safety net for you.
All I have is little enough to carry where I go.
All I've seen is just enough to remember where I've been.
It's the sorrow you bring, it's the songs that you sing.
It's the constant lack of any normal thing.
It's the light that you gave when you called me name,
It's the serious problems, don't know how to behave.
Ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah ah-ah
It's tougher now then it used to be, it's getting a little late.
When you're eyes decide what you should see, it's more then you can take.
All I have is little enough to carry where I go.
All I've seen is just enough to remember where I've been.
It's the sorrow you bring, it's the songs that you sing.
It's the constant lack of any normal thing.
It's the light that you gave when you called me name,
It's the serious problems, don't know how to behave.
*Song lyrics from the song How to Behave by Versant. A lovely song, really emulates my feelings right now.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
*stares blankly at the subject box*
I find myself at a crossroads. How I arrived here I am unsure of. I do know however I made a decision that was in my best interests and now it has turned on me. The plan was to go my seperate way and leave behind something that had been troubling me for a bit, sort of just a 'drop what I was doing and leave' move. But like I said, it backfired on my big time.
It wasn't even supposed to! I mean, I left and went my way and planned to move on with things. There wasn't any real firm direction set, more of a meandering was planned and I was looking forward to it. However someone made a sugguestion I pick up from where I left off and start fresh. He made the sugguestion and stated he would gladly join me. I did not need to ask him, for he made the decision on his own. Everything seemed set and ready to launch till someone else stuck her nose in my business.
I mean, it's sort of her business too but what she said was none of her business given she didn't have all the details and falsely pointed guilt in my direction, although it was laid on someone else's shoulders.
Nevertheless, I find myself at the aforementioned crossroads not knowing what to do. I've got four directions I can go in and none of them seem pleasant anymore now thanks to the actions of one misguided individual.
The worst part is that regardless what road I take a friendship stands to be visiciously murdered. And I am not good around murder, it sets off my blood frenzy.
All in all I am cofused because I am a fighter. I defend myself, never backing down unless I cannot win. In the case I don't want to fight. I mean, inside I do. I want to do a lot of things, many of them bad. One involves a long plane trip and a possible assualt charge. But even still, I know inside I want to fight this/them but I can't bring myself to do it. Maybe I don't feel it is worth the effort. I mean, two + years is a long time, definatly something worth fighting for right? But I look at it and go.. /shrug. Then walk away.
I'm confused and lost. A little hurt and feeling betrayed. I am sure the feelings are mirrored but that's only because the mirrorer doesn't know any better and is selfish. Then again, so am I but not to the same extent where I became malicious against my bestfriend. Well, former-best friend. Well... I don't think we were ever friends, if we were then there would be some sort of efforts being made to preserve the friendship however such is not the case.
Long story short I think I am fucked. Not sure how I arrived at that conclusion, and I know I didn't do it to myself. The best thing about me though is I don't really get defeated, just redirected. I mean, it's everyone else's loss now. My capacity for helping others is limitless, but it takes unusual forms that sometimes are hard to recogonise.
Through this all though I am remaining optimistic. For a pessimist, I'm pretty optimistic so that's always a nice laugh for me. Something good will come of this. Part of me wishes when it does something extremly bad comes to the others involved. I've been trying to smother that part of me in her sleep but then I realise that would require me to smother myself and I like myself... most of the time.
Preow.
It wasn't even supposed to! I mean, I left and went my way and planned to move on with things. There wasn't any real firm direction set, more of a meandering was planned and I was looking forward to it. However someone made a sugguestion I pick up from where I left off and start fresh. He made the sugguestion and stated he would gladly join me. I did not need to ask him, for he made the decision on his own. Everything seemed set and ready to launch till someone else stuck her nose in my business.
I mean, it's sort of her business too but what she said was none of her business given she didn't have all the details and falsely pointed guilt in my direction, although it was laid on someone else's shoulders.
Nevertheless, I find myself at the aforementioned crossroads not knowing what to do. I've got four directions I can go in and none of them seem pleasant anymore now thanks to the actions of one misguided individual.
The worst part is that regardless what road I take a friendship stands to be visiciously murdered. And I am not good around murder, it sets off my blood frenzy.
All in all I am cofused because I am a fighter. I defend myself, never backing down unless I cannot win. In the case I don't want to fight. I mean, inside I do. I want to do a lot of things, many of them bad. One involves a long plane trip and a possible assualt charge. But even still, I know inside I want to fight this/them but I can't bring myself to do it. Maybe I don't feel it is worth the effort. I mean, two + years is a long time, definatly something worth fighting for right? But I look at it and go.. /shrug. Then walk away.
I'm confused and lost. A little hurt and feeling betrayed. I am sure the feelings are mirrored but that's only because the mirrorer doesn't know any better and is selfish. Then again, so am I but not to the same extent where I became malicious against my bestfriend. Well, former-best friend. Well... I don't think we were ever friends, if we were then there would be some sort of efforts being made to preserve the friendship however such is not the case.
Long story short I think I am fucked. Not sure how I arrived at that conclusion, and I know I didn't do it to myself. The best thing about me though is I don't really get defeated, just redirected. I mean, it's everyone else's loss now. My capacity for helping others is limitless, but it takes unusual forms that sometimes are hard to recogonise.
Through this all though I am remaining optimistic. For a pessimist, I'm pretty optimistic so that's always a nice laugh for me. Something good will come of this. Part of me wishes when it does something extremly bad comes to the others involved. I've been trying to smother that part of me in her sleep but then I realise that would require me to smother myself and I like myself... most of the time.
Preow.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Losing it.
I'm losing it. My grip on things. I don't know what's going on anymore and it's upsetting me.
I've started to question things I never questioned before, or thought I would question ever. That kind of has a way or shaking up one's life. I don't like it.
I've begun to question relationships in general. All the other things are irrelevant, really. And I don't even know why I'm so confused.
I think I pushed away one of the best people in my life last night. I don't even know what I said or did but I have this feeling I did something and he's hurt. And it's eating me up inside. He's so charming and a wonderful person, would never do anything to hurt me. But he's always taking my burdens on himself. And everything that happens between us he claims as his fault and needs to 'make up for it'. I hate it. Why does everything single thing have to be a fault of his? It's never my fault, even when it is, he wont admit it. Why? I'm not purrfect. And he treats me like an angel. I don't mind it but all the time? I'm human as much as the next person, I fuck up and do things. He holds me on such a high regard, the distance below frightens me.
I'm afraid to go to bed at night, and even more afraid of waking up. It's all the time between that is alright. Being awake or asleep is fine but waking or going to sleep frightens me right now. Ive got so much on my mind. When I go to bed I can't hide from it anymore, sleep has that unfortunate downside. When I awake, I'm faced with all I thought about over the course of the night and I have to deal with it over the course of the day, only to be faced with it again before I sleep cos I spent all day running from it. I'm killing myself, slowly. Drink too much a little here, don't eat for days there, take too many pills this time, don't sleep for more then a few hours that time. I wonder how long till my body caves in and gives up, or will it be my mind that goes first? Assuming, it hasn't gone already.
My best friend has me questioning her too. Or rather, questing that 'best friend' title. I've started to wonder if we really are friends. We don't really talk outside our primary meeting ground. And when we do it's rarely about anything other then said meeting ground. She's begun to delve deeper into things and is leaving me behind in the process. It's not intentional, at least not intentionally intentional. On her part, or mine. She craves what I have, the ability to attract attention and people. She's found a way to achieve that, in a different manner then I do. And I'm happy for her. But, when she's in that 'zone' I'm a million miles away to her. Perhaps it's how she is, cannot multitask to the same extreme. I don't rightly know. But it upsets me. I don't know what to do about it or how to even deal with it. All I know is I can deny it only for so long and once I reach that limit of denial things become painful.
I don't like being ignored. I don't care if you meant to or not. Makes me wanna tell people to open their fucking eyes. If you can't focus on more then one thing then fucking go crawl back into the black shit pit of creation. Adapt and overcome people, learn to live outside your boxes and do more. What the fuck is the point of living if you stick to the same thing forever? Better yourself.
I cant win. There are lines I need to cross that i'm not willing to cross and until I cross them I will go on winless. Everyone is running Life version 2.0 while I am still running version 1.8. Version 2.0 is flawed and problematic but everyone still uses it and clings to it for dear life. You're all sheep...
I hate reality. I was born in the wrong one, or the wrong time. Maybe both.
..!.. Fuck you sheep.
I've started to question things I never questioned before, or thought I would question ever. That kind of has a way or shaking up one's life. I don't like it.
I've begun to question relationships in general. All the other things are irrelevant, really. And I don't even know why I'm so confused.
I think I pushed away one of the best people in my life last night. I don't even know what I said or did but I have this feeling I did something and he's hurt. And it's eating me up inside. He's so charming and a wonderful person, would never do anything to hurt me. But he's always taking my burdens on himself. And everything that happens between us he claims as his fault and needs to 'make up for it'. I hate it. Why does everything single thing have to be a fault of his? It's never my fault, even when it is, he wont admit it. Why? I'm not purrfect. And he treats me like an angel. I don't mind it but all the time? I'm human as much as the next person, I fuck up and do things. He holds me on such a high regard, the distance below frightens me.
I'm afraid to go to bed at night, and even more afraid of waking up. It's all the time between that is alright. Being awake or asleep is fine but waking or going to sleep frightens me right now. Ive got so much on my mind. When I go to bed I can't hide from it anymore, sleep has that unfortunate downside. When I awake, I'm faced with all I thought about over the course of the night and I have to deal with it over the course of the day, only to be faced with it again before I sleep cos I spent all day running from it. I'm killing myself, slowly. Drink too much a little here, don't eat for days there, take too many pills this time, don't sleep for more then a few hours that time. I wonder how long till my body caves in and gives up, or will it be my mind that goes first? Assuming, it hasn't gone already.
My best friend has me questioning her too. Or rather, questing that 'best friend' title. I've started to wonder if we really are friends. We don't really talk outside our primary meeting ground. And when we do it's rarely about anything other then said meeting ground. She's begun to delve deeper into things and is leaving me behind in the process. It's not intentional, at least not intentionally intentional. On her part, or mine. She craves what I have, the ability to attract attention and people. She's found a way to achieve that, in a different manner then I do. And I'm happy for her. But, when she's in that 'zone' I'm a million miles away to her. Perhaps it's how she is, cannot multitask to the same extreme. I don't rightly know. But it upsets me. I don't know what to do about it or how to even deal with it. All I know is I can deny it only for so long and once I reach that limit of denial things become painful.
I don't like being ignored. I don't care if you meant to or not. Makes me wanna tell people to open their fucking eyes. If you can't focus on more then one thing then fucking go crawl back into the black shit pit of creation. Adapt and overcome people, learn to live outside your boxes and do more. What the fuck is the point of living if you stick to the same thing forever? Better yourself.
I cant win. There are lines I need to cross that i'm not willing to cross and until I cross them I will go on winless. Everyone is running Life version 2.0 while I am still running version 1.8. Version 2.0 is flawed and problematic but everyone still uses it and clings to it for dear life. You're all sheep...
I hate reality. I was born in the wrong one, or the wrong time. Maybe both.
..!.. Fuck you sheep.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Lum se se, eunich-y. Snip snip.
I leave you people alone for just a minute and look what happens. Everything’s gone to pot!
Oi! I didn't mean it. Please come back!
It has come to my attention there has been a serious breakdown in the chain of command aboard this vessel. Gentlemen, I wash my hands of this weirdness."
All fun and games aside (or movie quotes in this case) I have made a rather startling discovery. All by my onesie I did. Things are much more enjoyable when you add a dash of Pirate to them. So, in light if my grand epiphany I have taken it upon myself to carry out that dash and spice life up.
Oi! I didn't mean it. Please come back!
It has come to my attention there has been a serious breakdown in the chain of command aboard this vessel. Gentlemen, I wash my hands of this weirdness."
All fun and games aside (or movie quotes in this case) I have made a rather startling discovery. All by my onesie I did. Things are much more enjoyable when you add a dash of Pirate to them. So, in light if my grand epiphany I have taken it upon myself to carry out that dash and spice life up.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Disturbing trends
I play World of Warcraft, just thought I should letcha know. Mmkai. Recently though I have been playing Lineage2 with Kyle. Been playing it alot, mmkai. Now I know online games are the devil, I've known this for the better part of a decade. (I'm thrilled I just actually said decade, it seems its been over a decade since I've actually had a proper use for the word. Probably be another decade before I use it again. What a shameless throwing around of the word decade...=D)
Anyways I have been playing with Kyle and spending a rather large fraction of my time in his company. This isn't a bad by thing, not by any stretch of the imagination. It just means other people and other things that also require my attention are getting neglect instead. Oh well, sucks to be them.
I also seem to be suffering from a serious bout of writer's block, or something. It's not that I can't think of material to write I just don't have the drive atm to do it. It's rather weird, hopefully it will clera up in a few days.
TTFN
Anyways I have been playing with Kyle and spending a rather large fraction of my time in his company. This isn't a bad by thing, not by any stretch of the imagination. It just means other people and other things that also require my attention are getting neglect instead. Oh well, sucks to be them.
I also seem to be suffering from a serious bout of writer's block, or something. It's not that I can't think of material to write I just don't have the drive atm to do it. It's rather weird, hopefully it will clera up in a few days.
TTFN
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Introductions, or course.
So last night I was a combination of drunk and tired. It's like an equation almost: (Boozeohol + Kimberly) x Lack of sleep / Kyle = Insanity. Okay so that's a bullshit equation but you liked it, admit it.
Anyways, let's get to the point of this. This is an introduction, of course (just like the blog title says!). An intro to what exactly? I'm not rightly sure, but it should be fun nine times out of ten.
Hold on tight kiddies!
(Oh, this is going to be in bullet form! Why? Fuck...why not!)
Well that was fun, I'm glad I got tha insanity out of my mind. I think it's loosened my writers block a bit, purrhaps I can start on chapter 3 meow.
TTFN
<3>
Anyways, let's get to the point of this. This is an introduction, of course (just like the blog title says!). An intro to what exactly? I'm not rightly sure, but it should be fun nine times out of ten.
Hold on tight kiddies!
(Oh, this is going to be in bullet form! Why? Fuck...why not!)
- 99% of my mental purrocess are nothing short of insane.
- Yes, I say and add the word' purr' in front of several words, deal with it
- I am 1/3 feline. Physically I look like a human female but I act quite catty. Reow D=
- You don't know I'm alright. Yes...Emily...I'm talking to you
- I don't exactly have a favorite colour, whatever my 'fav' is all depends on my mood at the given time. I'm much like a rainbow in that regard. Cute isn't it? ^^
- Put something to drink in front me, and I shall drink it. Even if it is yours. That's just how I roll.
- I am not above theft.
- I am not above murder, well... I am above my own.
- The phrase "Kimberly is morally ambigious" is a gigantic understatement.
- Left is better the right. Right is better then wrong. But wrong is more fun, usually.
- I will take any chance presented before me to take advantage of you. Don't even think for a second I am lying. I'll pounce on that faster then whores on a penis.
- You don't know I'm alright. So stop tryin' to fix me!
- Chocolate is yummy, but unsatisfying.
- You bore me. Almost always. And, I'm not trying to be rude its just that....well I am hard to entertain yet easily pleased. Nevertheless, you bore me.
- Kindness is a sigh of weakness, cruelty is a sigh of insecurity. Oddly enough, I show both! <.>
- You are going to die, I am going to die. get over it and live life. You're only going to be dying ( like actually about to die, not that sissy bullshit that comes before your actual death) one day of your life so make the other 350,000 days count. Mmk?
- You can drown in jello, and it's not enjoyable
- Women are better then men, and cats are better then women. That's just how it is and you cannot change that. Shorry.
- The quickest route between any two given points it so say "Fuck it!" and skip them both before arriving at a 3rd, unrevealed point.
- Tea is awesome, I drink it by the bucket fulls
- I pee a lot. Maybe because as stated above, I will drink any drink presented before me regardless of its ownership.
- Ikea furnature is cheap, but I like it because I can build it myself.
- Canada is by far the greatest nation on the planet simply because we can. (yah that makes no sense maybe? But it's true)
- Underwear is weird
- Puncuation is unnecessairy and a burden.
- Cold is less than Cool which is less than Warn which is greater than Hot
- I dont like sleeping because I have trouble with the waking up part, I get rather lazy, might have something to do with me being 1/3 cat. I also hate sleeping because I miss out on anywhere from 6-12 hours of shit i could be doing instead of laying in a bed snoring.
- Yes, I snore. So what?
- I have small breasts. It makes me sad when I am naked. The left one is bigger then the right one, hence Left > right.
- I am vain, ass vain. I like my butt, it is cute and tight. Everyone is vain about something tho.
- Evil is fun but it gets old fast. Good is boring but at least it remains constant
- I reject your reality and substitute my own.
- I left my mind to wander once and what came back has me questioning if it is mine, or someone elses mind. Oh well.
Well that was fun, I'm glad I got tha insanity out of my mind. I think it's loosened my writers block a bit, purrhaps I can start on chapter 3 meow.
TTFN
<3>
Hai! I'm tired...it doesn't feel good. ='(
First off lets get one thing straight. I am not here for your fucking amusement. Nor am I here for my own. Cheeky, I know. Deal with it.
So, I stole this idea from Kyle *waves to Kyle* Thank you Kyle! But it made sense. I needed a place to further let my mind flow free and wander. I saw further because I am currently writing a story, the link to the blog I am posting it to is here somewhere. Ah, found it. Malice in Wonderland, go stop by and have a read. Leave me a comment if you feel so inclined. Anyways.
Yah, Kyle I stole this idea from you so thank you hun. Hopefully It will be of some benefit to me, but just to me. I don't do things that are of benefit to others, I mean, I do things the benefit me and occasionally they end up benefiting others as well. Regretably it is an unavoidable side effect I would give my left nut to remedy. Oh wait a tick, I don't have nuts. Drat! We will talk about me more in the future. And my we, of course I mean ME! Me and myself. I'm gay like that. ^.~ That's an inside joke for those in the know. >.> Yer probably not in the Know if yer confuzzled. Suck 2 b u.
It is... 3:03 am, no wait, 3:04 now. Fucking clocks. However invedted time should be shot multiple times. I just spent the better part of two anda half hours - and I say better part because there was a less then better part to them hours as well - talkign with Kyle. We do this very frequently now, its become something new as we never used to talk in such lengths both in time and distance benwee conversations. Mind you the length between out coversations has grown (or shrunk maybe? i dunno) from several days or weeks, to a matter or hours. It seems I sleep and wake up and talk with him again. It's a disturbing trend. Disturbing because I have started to crave it.
I'm going to bed. More to follow when I wake, as well as purrhaps (yes I just said purrhaps, not perhaps) the beginning of chapter 3 for Malice being started. That setence seems to make little to no sense, which is only maddening the unhelpful at this point, but it may stem from the fact that the more tired I grow the more I lose proper control of my motor functions. SO to bed I go...
I'm going....
Still not in bed. Hmmm This is tricky. Oh, that finger doesn't belong in there! =O
Huzah, victory.
TTFN
P.S
Yes this is a rather insane post but whatever. You'll learn to love it or you'll learn to love my middle finger ..!..
Preow.
So, I stole this idea from Kyle *waves to Kyle* Thank you Kyle! But it made sense. I needed a place to further let my mind flow free and wander. I saw further because I am currently writing a story, the link to the blog I am posting it to is here somewhere. Ah, found it. Malice in Wonderland, go stop by and have a read. Leave me a comment if you feel so inclined. Anyways.
Yah, Kyle I stole this idea from you so thank you hun. Hopefully It will be of some benefit to me, but just to me. I don't do things that are of benefit to others, I mean, I do things the benefit me and occasionally they end up benefiting others as well. Regretably it is an unavoidable side effect I would give my left nut to remedy. Oh wait a tick, I don't have nuts. Drat! We will talk about me more in the future. And my we, of course I mean ME! Me and myself. I'm gay like that. ^.~ That's an inside joke for those in the know. >.> Yer probably not in the Know if yer confuzzled. Suck 2 b u.
It is... 3:03 am, no wait, 3:04 now. Fucking clocks. However invedted time should be shot multiple times. I just spent the better part of two anda half hours - and I say better part because there was a less then better part to them hours as well - talkign with Kyle. We do this very frequently now, its become something new as we never used to talk in such lengths both in time and distance benwee conversations. Mind you the length between out coversations has grown (or shrunk maybe? i dunno) from several days or weeks, to a matter or hours. It seems I sleep and wake up and talk with him again. It's a disturbing trend. Disturbing because I have started to crave it.
I'm going to bed. More to follow when I wake, as well as purrhaps (yes I just said purrhaps, not perhaps) the beginning of chapter 3 for Malice being started. That setence seems to make little to no sense, which is only maddening the unhelpful at this point, but it may stem from the fact that the more tired I grow the more I lose proper control of my motor functions. SO to bed I go...
I'm going....
Still not in bed. Hmmm This is tricky. Oh, that finger doesn't belong in there! =O
Huzah, victory.
TTFN
P.S
Yes this is a rather insane post but whatever. You'll learn to love it or you'll learn to love my middle finger ..!..
Preow.
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