morbidhippie's Diaryland Diary - she says crucify she makes love with worlds that we can't see and she's a hand between her legs in the Climax of Precious Things (well one of them) she's crazy eyes she's turned off microphones (pg ratings) and screaming like god i was mortified to think that maybe there would be nothing that this amazing professional widow slag pit/stag shit wouldn't end with peace love and a Harrd Caaaaawwwooock. but she screamed it out. (screamed is so the wrong word. sorry) she's aahhh she's just a piece of heaven i think. for my ears and now my eyes, to my whole mind..she just hits ms amos and all her girls i owe you a corvette. - that aside i got a haircut today. and umm can never get a lip piercing of any dedscription apparantly i have too many veins in my lips. fill up with blood she says intense swelliing things that make my heart Stretch and Hurt. ouch. kind of hurt. - lots of pretty things an almost perfect day.. one might say. hmm broken gargoyles. guilt, daatura on shelves next week job offer oh is it something unique dream flashbacks of disaster and employment in that shop. this big mirror behind the counter, the lady - Leanne. she looked at me through it, had her back to me and my eyes fell on her and hmm looking at me questions and wary glances i'm really quite heartbroken about this vein business. it just shattered all these little.. 9 year old primrary school fantasies. a girl called alana with a shaved head and maybe a scary tongue ring in the spice girls? can't remember properly. but veins - i sat up all mouthwashed and ink dotted to pull out my lip and just look at bursting blue lines all over purple mushy slimy flesh mde my stomach flip felt so good. - and the sound...the bzzzzzzzzzbzzzzbzzzzzzzzz of a tattoo gun ahh what a tease! - maybe someone out there has noticed that somewher i've become totally insert word that beautifully describes what i've done/become about my little bubble. oh my bubbble. is all mixed colours oil dark ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh shiny, reflective, deceptive - full of bullshit layer upon layer (despite all my rage) what is lost can never be saved? - heard His voice today and i wasn't expecting it. i like (ha) the way we didn't recognise eachothers voices as having actual people attached to them. hmm i didn't call to talk to you. i didn't want to talk to you. - smoked in front of my mum. god i said some harsh things not to her, not today oh, i know when what i'm talking about fuck i'm sorry. ah but so the someone who maybe sees and understands (that word..doofus.) the beautiful word will grab me and shake me knock me out even i don't know. do something. stupid irrational thoughts like 'they'll be sorry when i'm dead!' they'll be sorry at my funeral and feeling like telling cetain people not to come and others where to sit hmm i want datura on my coffin. (this could be any time. this could be just a silly little phase and i'll live to be 102..probably not though, i've got a pretty bad smoking habit. but yes, even then>>>datura!) and i want well i don't know but i'm going to figure it out. - i want a fucking water feature i want to be buried not in a cemetary but somewhere... i don't know where yet. i'll find it. hang yourself in a rainforest up north somewhere hmm i'll find it - hmm vintage skirts. haircut? oh yeah i mentioned that nothing drastic to be honest i have doubts as to whether or not it actually happened if it wasn't for the $70 of hair care products i'd be really fucking confused. - ahh your voice i mmm. - wow. it was 2:02 2:25.. - another sorry. you know that i just don't. - i'm worried about the scared animal (caught in headlights) look in my eyes. i don't think this is really a recent thing i think it's just getting worse. - maybe i won't go to splendour. - ................... maybe. apparantly love is suicide. - i'm.... all mixed up inside. i don't know who anybody is. but i know tori. and i think maybe me and billy have made love before oh and one more she gives the finger to never gaining weight. - triple dvd day planned and i say it's about time we watched reality bites and i just fucking love you. i'm going to buy some wool. apricot sorry for being so blatant the fucking...the love - all the sorry's how many times have you oh who cares just shut up and listen. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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