Matches
Ideas and crazies that belong in the asylum swinging from the fan blades and howling...as usual. I'm so boring.
The Blood of Me
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Inspiration: "You're the Blood of me. You're the truth that hurts. You're the blood of me, you're the drug that works" ::Heather Nova, "Blood of Me" & "You are the Perfect Drug" ::NIN, "The Perfect Drug" (blah..it's just so poignant all by itself..) & "You're not the boy you seem. You come from outer space." ::Rasputina, "Trust all Stars"
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Plot and other spew: Girl (shannon) is longtime friends with boy (seth). They are both 15. They don't have sex--they beat each other for pleasure and make out a bit like "normal" teenagers afterwards. Seth's mother comes home from work to find bruised girl shannon in her kitchen sipping ginger ale--goes to Seth's room to find him beaten even worse and smiling. Mother lights a cigarette and proceeds to grill Shannon about whatthefuck and whothefuckdoyouthinkyouare and sowhydoyoudothis and whydoeshe and doesyourmomknow?
Shannon's mom does not know and is in for a big surprise from mama of seth. Mama de seth gives the couple exactly 3 days to get all the beatings out of their systems, as some warped compromise parental gesture thing. And the frolicking ensues and ensnares unlikely participants....
~**~
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Inspiration: WASTELAND by Francesca Lia Block and VC Andrew's cheappenny shock lit we should all read more of as a break from being "intellectual"
Half brother, sister scenario, that DOES NOT cop out at the end by making one of them adopted *cough* *francesca lia* Not sure what exactly I want them to do yet--I know their names are Jeremy and Jess, J names seem to work well for incestual behavior in my tiny, tiny mind. It may all begin as a bloodletting ritual carried on by each of them seperately and in private--both of their minds slowly drifting towards the other. I don't really know if it'd be cliche to have Jeremy's first gashes co incide with Jess's first (delayed because she doesn't really eat) period at 14 and Jeremy's first fuck at 16 which he got almost nothing out of.
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This is me speaking again: Sometimes I really wonder what the hell is wrong with me and how many buttons I want to push and how many people I want to shun and/or commit me. Can I have some comiseration please? A spelling tutorial? Dear god..You know this little journal really must be for my own good to get all this stuff out there somewhere. I can't imagine any magazine (and I am talking of the more obscure literary and gothic lifestyle ones)would want any of this stuff--although I am aware that a niche market exists. But that's not really the goal for me--
I read once that my moon (astrologically speaking, I think there's something to it) is some degree's sagitarius (the merry wanderer and philosopher) and some degrees scorpio (mad with sexdeathpassion) and that my deepest sexual desires and fantasies involve breaking every existing taboo. And I agree. Except I won't do fruit anywhere in my body...some things are just..wrong.
~**~
The Blood of Me
~**~
Inspiration: "You're the Blood of me. You're the truth that hurts. You're the blood of me, you're the drug that works" ::Heather Nova, "Blood of Me" & "You are the Perfect Drug" ::NIN, "The Perfect Drug" (blah..it's just so poignant all by itself..) & "You're not the boy you seem. You come from outer space." ::Rasputina, "Trust all Stars"
~**~
Plot and other spew: Girl (shannon) is longtime friends with boy (seth). They are both 15. They don't have sex--they beat each other for pleasure and make out a bit like "normal" teenagers afterwards. Seth's mother comes home from work to find bruised girl shannon in her kitchen sipping ginger ale--goes to Seth's room to find him beaten even worse and smiling. Mother lights a cigarette and proceeds to grill Shannon about whatthefuck and whothefuckdoyouthinkyouare and sowhydoyoudothis and whydoeshe and doesyourmomknow?
Shannon's mom does not know and is in for a big surprise from mama of seth. Mama de seth gives the couple exactly 3 days to get all the beatings out of their systems, as some warped compromise parental gesture thing. And the frolicking ensues and ensnares unlikely participants....
~**~
Untitled
Inspiration: WASTELAND by Francesca Lia Block and VC Andrew's cheappenny shock lit we should all read more of as a break from being "intellectual"
Half brother, sister scenario, that DOES NOT cop out at the end by making one of them adopted *cough* *francesca lia* Not sure what exactly I want them to do yet--I know their names are Jeremy and Jess, J names seem to work well for incestual behavior in my tiny, tiny mind. It may all begin as a bloodletting ritual carried on by each of them seperately and in private--both of their minds slowly drifting towards the other. I don't really know if it'd be cliche to have Jeremy's first gashes co incide with Jess's first (delayed because she doesn't really eat) period at 14 and Jeremy's first fuck at 16 which he got almost nothing out of.
~**~
This is me speaking again: Sometimes I really wonder what the hell is wrong with me and how many buttons I want to push and how many people I want to shun and/or commit me. Can I have some comiseration please? A spelling tutorial? Dear god..You know this little journal really must be for my own good to get all this stuff out there somewhere. I can't imagine any magazine (and I am talking of the more obscure literary and gothic lifestyle ones)would want any of this stuff--although I am aware that a niche market exists. But that's not really the goal for me--
I read once that my moon (astrologically speaking, I think there's something to it) is some degree's sagitarius (the merry wanderer and philosopher) and some degrees scorpio (mad with sexdeathpassion) and that my deepest sexual desires and fantasies involve breaking every existing taboo. And I agree. Except I won't do fruit anywhere in my body...some things are just..wrong.
~**~