January 2010
It seems...
as though ghosts from my past are starting to catch up with me…
If necessity is the mother of invention
Who’s the father?
Musings: Love...
Sometimes, I like to believe that heartbreak is like boot camp for falling in love. It’s a trial and error process, some will make more errors and the scars will show. Few will be fortunate enough to make it through with scrapes and bruises. But the constant paranoia, suspicion and general apathy makes it almost seem like it’s a complete waste of time… Why not just fuck the night...
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I want to scream...
Along with your guttural cries
I want to feel my body pulled to the ends of the earth
I want to thrash you to Hell and back,
Hear you howl
A smile on my face as I look past your blazing eyes
into the dead of the night
Welcome back to the world of the living, Sophia…
New Year's resolution for this year?
Don’t fuck up this time…