casting wishes of happiness and love to you all
good night :)

( Lessons )

I don't know what happened. I found that photo and thought it was cute so I was editing it in photoshop. I suddenly found myself writing that text and I feel really hurt. I kind of just told myself off... strange.

( zoe - photoshopped photograph )

This is a short story I wrote for my Yr 12 Major Work (I hope it's not cheating to post something I wrote a long time ago...!) That was when I was going through my dystopic science-fiction phase... Good thing about it is it's not very long; I hope you enjoy it! And please, don't be precious. I know people are very wary of criticising other people's ( Read more... )

Well it's been quite a while ( Read more... )

enjoy my second very emo poem. its much less poetic, i havent edited it or anything, tis just my anger and absolute pissed-off-ness in poem form ( Read more... )

ahaha. poem of random emonessicosity. :D ( Read more... )

Cookie dough days, wrapped in paper promises.

My days take on each other, and in so doing, become one:

Endless twilight, where shadows deftly hide that which is most needed to be seen.

Nothing to do but wait for the mysterious stranger to tell me which fork in the path to take.

Cold feeds off my skin. As my quiet soul feeds off it.

( 5 poems. For my sake, read them. )

Well I wrote this the other day. It was inspired by the dance I attended a few friday's ago. I hope you like (it's not polished enough and needs about 3 more verses but inspiration left me stranded on a beach of rationality).

( Dance )

sorry it aint a poem and sorry about the end.

Blood stains everything. She will kneal for weeks scrubbing that same patch of carpet. Crying softly to herself, hiding her shame.
The little brother, now aliented, no longer contented with the games of the otherboys his age. Awareness kills fun.
the obligatory annual family photo, gathering dust on the ( Read more... )