what horrors lurk under
WooWoo
So I got a really, REALLY soft house robe today. Been wearing it ever since, its so boss.
And so much for not reading, turns out I went to Barnes and Nobles today and dropped a cool fifty bucks on books. Holy fuck. And check this, I'm actualy excited about this business. Wootski for Fausty nei? Got Paradise Lost, The Serial Killer's Club and a bunch of other shit thats kickin my ass.
I am obsessed with symbolism it seems. I have been reaching bout Silent Hill and other dark pieces of Fiction like that (for those unfamilar, Psychological Thriller stuffs), really dripping myself in there and it feels disturbingly good. I think I can finally start penning some ideas I've had for a while now that I have a fairly decent direction to work with. Thats a good feeling to.
Been violently spiking in my mental health to. I'm not to sure its about the whole "Up and Leaving" for Korea thing, but if its not that, that means two things. One, it hasn't hit me yet and I can potentially get worse. Two, the problem is still fuckin out there and I have no idea what it is. For example, I basically flipped my shit this morning for no viable reason. Got home, ate a bowl of cereal, looked out the window and I was on top of the world. This shits pissing me off, and fast.
Bah, whatever, I'm still leaving on October 15th, so theres alot of people I still need to see before then. Business, ya?
House is the damn greatest show on television, yes. But I've been watching this "Dead Like Me" show and I gotta say, its brilliant. Its basically about this girl thats killed by a toilet seat that fell out of a plane and shes given the option to countinue living on earth as a new person to the world, but she has to take the souls of the living when its their time. Its fuckin great.
I love you.
~~~~
Heres a lullaby to close your eyes.
Good Night...
It was always you that I dispised.
I don't feel enough for you to cry.
Good bye...
Heres a lullaby to close your eyes.
So I got a really, REALLY soft house robe today. Been wearing it ever since, its so boss.
And so much for not reading, turns out I went to Barnes and Nobles today and dropped a cool fifty bucks on books. Holy fuck. And check this, I'm actualy excited about this business. Wootski for Fausty nei? Got Paradise Lost, The Serial Killer's Club and a bunch of other shit thats kickin my ass.
I am obsessed with symbolism it seems. I have been reaching bout Silent Hill and other dark pieces of Fiction like that (for those unfamilar, Psychological Thriller stuffs), really dripping myself in there and it feels disturbingly good. I think I can finally start penning some ideas I've had for a while now that I have a fairly decent direction to work with. Thats a good feeling to.
Been violently spiking in my mental health to. I'm not to sure its about the whole "Up and Leaving" for Korea thing, but if its not that, that means two things. One, it hasn't hit me yet and I can potentially get worse. Two, the problem is still fuckin out there and I have no idea what it is. For example, I basically flipped my shit this morning for no viable reason. Got home, ate a bowl of cereal, looked out the window and I was on top of the world. This shits pissing me off, and fast.
Bah, whatever, I'm still leaving on October 15th, so theres alot of people I still need to see before then. Business, ya?
House is the damn greatest show on television, yes. But I've been watching this "Dead Like Me" show and I gotta say, its brilliant. Its basically about this girl thats killed by a toilet seat that fell out of a plane and shes given the option to countinue living on earth as a new person to the world, but she has to take the souls of the living when its their time. Its fuckin great.
I love you.
~~~~
Heres a lullaby to close your eyes.
Good Night...
It was always you that I dispised.
I don't feel enough for you to cry.
Good bye...
Heres a lullaby to close your eyes.