Black.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Back here cause it doesn't suck here
i've decided to move back here. primarily because nobody knows this page exists anymore. and thats the way i like it. For now. For this moment.
i've had enough of exihibitionism. FB is possibly the biggest pile of nonsence the human race has come to embrace. ever.
Well, we're back for myself.
It seems that after one year away from Brisbane, the exact same things i tried to run away from, took form in a similar fashion. just in a different place.
Getting burnt out. Does the system even work. People parading a series of symphathetic views. Sincerity, not. Wasted time and pointless mismatches. Results over the means. Irrational faith in the incapable. Rampant thoughts for the circumstances. Betrayal on a daily basis. A deceitful heart for a people to bend. But worst of all, them being more true to us than ourselves.
No one really cares. No one really gives a damn.
i hate not being myself. but i'm just being the crowd.
the crowd of normal.
i've come to attain a severe disdain for the human spirit. when i really shouldn't.
why?
because it goes against my principles.
what?
sometimes i feel that the closest people i know are the ones least worth my time.
ouch.
i've had enough of exihibitionism. FB is possibly the biggest pile of nonsence the human race has come to embrace. ever.
Well, we're back for myself.
It seems that after one year away from Brisbane, the exact same things i tried to run away from, took form in a similar fashion. just in a different place.
Getting burnt out. Does the system even work. People parading a series of symphathetic views. Sincerity, not. Wasted time and pointless mismatches. Results over the means. Irrational faith in the incapable. Rampant thoughts for the circumstances. Betrayal on a daily basis. A deceitful heart for a people to bend. But worst of all, them being more true to us than ourselves.
No one really cares. No one really gives a damn.
i hate not being myself. but i'm just being the crowd.
the crowd of normal.
i've come to attain a severe disdain for the human spirit. when i really shouldn't.
why?
because it goes against my principles.
what?
sometimes i feel that the closest people i know are the ones least worth my time.
ouch.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
bleepbleep.
me, mum and sis are going now to monster-ssori to sign up my nephew for kindergarten
monster-ssori - for monsters. by monsters.
monster-ssori - for monsters. by monsters.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
ss2010. here i come!
Monday, March 1, 2010
Absolutely and completely.
Shatter me with Hope
The girl who cried love, won't you come and play with me
You can be Cassandra, underneath the sword of Damacles
We'll tear this baby apart wise like Solomon
run, come shatter me now
Shatter me with hope
Crawl, come breathe me in, bleed out all sorrow
Scream me a dream, untouched by shadows
Baby, shatter me now, shatter me now
Shatter me with hope
She'll be the witness to the repose of Evelyn
Push the needle in
To the canticles of ecstasy
Turn to page forty three
And you'll know how I feel
Run, come shatter me now, shatter me with hope
Crawl come breathe me in, bleed out all sorrow
Scream me a dream, untouched by shadows
Baby, shatter me now, shatter me now
shatter me with hope
Swear on your hearts grave I'm wrong
and love like your life's depending on it
cause it is!
We'll tear this baby apart, wise like Solomon
Turn to page forty three, and you'll know how I feel
Run, come shatter me now, shatter me with hope
Crawl, come breathe me in
Bleed out all sorrow
Scream me a dream, untouched by shadows
Baby, shatter me now, shatter me now
shatter me with hope
Shatter me now, shatter me now, shatter me now
hope
Shatter me now shatter me now shatter me now
hope, hope
Scream me a dream
(Shatter me now shatter me now shatter me now)
Scream me a dream
(Shatter me now, shatter me now, shatter me now)
Monday, February 22, 2010
It's not the same anymore.
come september, the 2nd line of The Actor wouldn't be so true for me anymore..
I hope.
I hope.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Booms.
Slipping in. Let's go listen to some of edward's songs of the moment. yea
don't worry, only two metal songs. im getting soft. oh but please, listen to the shining song. band of the moment man. freakin awesome stuff..
Biffy Clyro - Mountains
Shining - Fisheye
Shrinebuilder - Pyramid of the moon
Bryan Adams - Please forgive me (this is a totally retarded song, but its nice)
Michael Buble - I Just Haven't Met you yet
And I just want to believe that too..
don't worry, only two metal songs. im getting soft. oh but please, listen to the shining song. band of the moment man. freakin awesome stuff..
Biffy Clyro - Mountains
Shining - Fisheye
Shrinebuilder - Pyramid of the moon
Bryan Adams - Please forgive me (this is a totally retarded song, but its nice)
Michael Buble - I Just Haven't Met you yet
And I just want to believe that too..
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Not who I used to be.
Oh, the simpler times of yesteryear.
Being born gentle leaves a bitter aftertaste.
Less bitter than when I have to face half of your heart that can't decide.
What I thought was set in stone turned out to be a fool. A fool who notices his foolishness. Yet lacking in his capacity to grasp his own intricacies in trying to figure his livihood. Leaving nothing left of the man, except the dust that was meant as the stone holding what he figured was everything, down.
Being born gentle leaves a bitter aftertaste.
Less bitter than when I have to face half of your heart that can't decide.
What I thought was set in stone turned out to be a fool. A fool who notices his foolishness. Yet lacking in his capacity to grasp his own intricacies in trying to figure his livihood. Leaving nothing left of the man, except the dust that was meant as the stone holding what he figured was everything, down.
Friday, February 5, 2010
On the taxi home.
Actually I'm jaded because I'm constantly trying to catch that snow flake in the air that always melts before you can savour it. And reappears in the air just so that I can try catching it again.
And I just keep chasing that fleeting moment without cause, so that I will hopefully in the end capture a snowflake which doesn't melt.
Which by the way is darn near impossible, yet I've always had enough hope to dream that little dream.
I'm really lost in a sea of a pea.
Actually, I might actually just be lost. Period.
And I just keep chasing that fleeting moment without cause, so that I will hopefully in the end capture a snowflake which doesn't melt.
Which by the way is darn near impossible, yet I've always had enough hope to dream that little dream.
I'm really lost in a sea of a pea.
Actually, I might actually just be lost. Period.
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