morbidhippie's Diaryland Diary i can see my silhouette and these great lines of shadow and light dacing inbetween them. you can see loops in my hair light shines through them too. looks quite beautiful. i wish i could tape it. - lately dreams are scary thoughts. so vivid this morning large gashes above my left breast really large white ones a shower trying to keep the pools of blood from view someone else had these cuts but much more of them, covering their whole chest i'm not sure who it was these 3 special people seemed to morph into one perhaps walking up stairs to a secret room innuendos and as i was waking sad to be leaving someone in particular behind my magic 3 becomes 1 person.. but a kiss on the lips and a 'this is only goodbye for now, remember the 5th of may' and in my half waking state i knew that i was thinking of 2 dates then the 5th of may and the 24th of july yes, 3 into 1 indeed. - all that blood though. so much of it, i've never dreamt up that much blood before never seen such mighty gashes. perhaps i would like to but ohh...it would take so much time you know patience (can someone please call a surgeon) - thursday morning. paid today. $15 to spare..wa-hoo amanda....we could go to 'the show'? or we could buy a bottle of 'miranda' white shiraz and toast to the inevitable it could be my shout if you wanted. i'd still have $3.50 left for an iced coffee in the morning or a mocharamarama even ohh dear. - i cried this morning. cried when i had no cigarettes..cried because of the kiss on my lips as i was waking up cried because of how pretty i look in pink and black. - another wasted week. - get ready for another wasted weekend. - no one to blame but myself. i redid my resume. i incquired about a 30 hours a week cashier job (taken) steps...steps steps steps these shadows and light really are amazing remind me of mark cooking dinner one night and i was stoned off my little head and amazed at how if i was sitting facing the bench, on a low enough chair, i could see this light shadow of my head...and then move my hand and a darker shadow would appear on top of it. dave was lying on the couch strumming his guitar and he would stop whenever i started to speak. i think it was a really beautiful moment. i remember thinking that when i was in it. - the postal service are just way too cool. (i need you to pretend, that we are in love again) and you agreed to. - at work these days remember i said i was all over it? well yes i still am. now i am doing more dancing, and actually singing OUT LOUD in the service desk i have people saying 'you've been here for awhile now..' the man from my past introduced his son. i know his favourite feeling. - my main emotion right now is anticipation. - i know you're wise beyond your years, but do you ever get the feeling that your perfect verse is just a lie, that you tell yourself to help you geeeeeeeet byyyyyyyyyy............. - ohh come on dance in your chair. - i want to slow dance with her in starbucks still. i want to spaghetti twirl her bedsheets till i collapse in a giggling mess i want to lie down on the back verndah and count the city stars marvel at the pink and purple sky see our houses call the real estate and ask if we can inspect the one thats for sale. - i want to jetset down to sydney and start work in jolly rogers tomorrow. i want to shave all my hair off cut up my face so no one knows it's me and RUN AWAY (it's divine she says..divine) i want an offer i can't refuse. - everything begins and ends at exactly the right time that song always makes me cry. i'd like to hear it right now. opt for 'the chill out sessions' instead quite the contrast. - long winded. time to kill. - pink and black purple and brown the pink and purple hair girl worked yesterday she was a bit lost. i called her darl 'i'll do it for you darl' i actually stayed 10 minutes longer than i had to. just putting some things in order you know...ladeedadeeda it's 10:32 i've got some cigarettes now. i'm in love with the idea of sleep you can just lie down, close your eyes and the hours pass and one is completely oblivious to it oblivious to breathing to being alive isn't it romantic? so i sleep early now. sleep before 11pm? isn't that absurd.. there's nothing else to do though as soon as i get home i bury myself in my room to smoke around about 5-6 pipes and..well this week it's been wine you know red wine or rather 'white' shiraz but it looks red to me. pink. i picked it because of picnic at hanging rock you know how that fat girl runs around 'miraaaandaaaaaaaaaaa' i love the way that sounds they play that sound clip on triple j every now and then for the film girl perhaps or something like that what is that sound? the sound of.......2 hearts tori amos' english teacher said 'you could do better. go read sylvia plath' - fin ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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