Monday, 26 September 2011

Tumblr!

I've kinda moved to Tumblr from a while ago, it is much more efficient in some ways and well, come visit here!

Monday, 11 April 2011

thoughts for Japan.


it has been over a month since the earthquake and tsunami obliterated the northern coastal region
of Japan. and today we hear of yet another quake that raised the tsunami alert within the same
region. i personally cannot imagine the terror felt as the victims hear yet again that chilling alert,
the same alert that erased so many lives before.

please pray and donate and do everything you can to help the victims,
we know they are a strong country, but even steel has a breaking point.

Wednesday, 6 April 2011

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Tuesday, 16 November 2010

The joke is on me
The laughter is at me
The taunt is for me
The mocking is my clock

I am the pug parade
I hide behind my jeer
Your laughter is my mask
Your silence is my knife

Come by my sad parade
Come and see,
the man behind the disguise
Help me come to realize

That my broken laughter is still apiece tonight.



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I am my own venom.

Tuesday, 9 November 2010


Bloodletting is the withdrawal of considerable quantities of blood from a patient to cure or prevent illness
and disease, believed to have sourced from the blood itself.
A purification method of cleansing
self-inflicted pain and misery.

Sunday, 7 November 2010

feeling you are never enough
feeling like you've not done enough
to stay afloat
to stay sober

and keep from drowning into yourself again
in a convulsion of shadows and doubts
memories cutting like diamond glass
waiting under the bubbles of muffled scream

no one is looking for you
no one is trying to find you
no one even realizes you are gone
poor you, poor you.

st. valentine

Celebrant of all hearts. Broken or whole.

Wednesday, 3 November 2010



when sleeping 'till noon is not enough
when staying up late is not enough
when breathing fire is not enough
what else is left to make us feel alive?

medea.