My motherfucking father. I fucking despise it. 

Words cannot express the way I feel about it.

It makes me want to vomit when I think I'm related to it.

Tags: writer's block

Where are we? What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to form,
Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling.
Spin me round again and rub my eyes.
This can't be happening.
When busy streets a mess with people,
would stop to hold their heads heavy.

Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines.
All those years they were here first.

Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments hung before.
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this
still life.

Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines. (Oh, you won't catch me around here)
Blood and tears,
They were here first.

Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it's all for the best? Ah of course it is.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it's just what we need? And you decided this.
Mmm what you say?
What did she say?

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.
Speak no feeling, no I dont believe you.
You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.
Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you.
You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.

You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.

 

Tags: imogen heap
Current Location: Home.
Current Mood: contemplative
Current Music: Imogen Heap.

 Well, I can be pretty blunt. And pretty rude. 

I don't bother hiding it when I don't like someone; what's the point? 

On the flipside, if I want to be your friend (or more), you'll know about it. :) 

Umah. I can be really pedantic and a know-it-all. 

I'm an intellectual snob. I don't like stupid people; so they probably won't like me if I don't like them. :P 

That's about all I can think of. Tell me if you think of any more, yeah? 

It's a useful thing to know. :)

Tags: getting along, writer's block
Current Location: Hungry. I don't care if it's not a location, fuck off. :P
Current Mood: good
Current Music: Umah. iPod confiscated. :( Judge Judy is on in the background though. ^_^

 My closest friend = Matty. 

I don't know what I envy him for. I don't think there's a lot of envy in our relationship; we just are. 

A quality that I LOVE him for are his loyalty. You're friends with this motherfucker - you're in for life. 

Also, he's a fucking killer writer. You know what will be on your bookshelves in ten years time? 
Yep. His work. 

You know what you'll be seeing on your television in ten years time? 
Yep. His work. 

You know what you (cultured) people who are into theatre will be performing/seeing in ten years time?
Yep. His work.

What else CAN you say about Matt?  

He's not really made up of qualities to me. Matthew just is. 

(L)

Tags: green with envy, writer's block
Current Location: Reminiscing.
Current Mood: loved
Current Music: Konstantine - Something Corporate

She took a ride to take a look at me,
Guess you could say Im likin' what I see,
And though I know I cant be sure of her,
I'd kinda like to see some more of her.



I think its time to make a start with her,
Its more the body than the heart of her,
Her reputation is a little raw,
The kind that keeps you comin back for mo-o-ore.





Well, I'm in a sweat about it,
I cant forget about it.
Wo-oh-oh-oh-oah
I'm kinda sad about it,
I can't forget about it.



Haha. I love Lil' Chris. He's so English and adorable. ^_^

Tags: chris, lil
Current Location: Where else?
Current Mood: groggy
Current Music: Lil Chrisssss

What IS IT with people these days and not being able to spell endearments? 


It's BEAUTIFUL, not beutifal or any other variation thereof.
It's GORGEOUS, not gorgous or any other variation thereof. 

No offence, fucker, but I won't be flattered by being referred to as "gorgous". 

Done. :)

Tags: endearments
Current Location: Home.
Current Mood: cranky
Current Music: Plain White T's

The Tudors is my new favourite TeeVee show. 

With Johnathan Rhys Meyers as eye candy.

And The Other Boleyn Girl has pretty dresses + is a pretty rad movie.

Pictures for you. :)

The dresses are fucking gorgeous.  






Haha. Henry VIII was HOT. 

Much better than Mister Bana. 
Though he has his merits. 



Isn't the dress pretty? ^_^



That one's even nicer though! 

Jim Sturgess = best George Boleyn.

:) 



Okay. Done.



I'm out.

Tags: boleyn, girl, other, the, tudors
Current Location: home
Current Mood: dorky
Current Music: McFly.

My favourite song of the day. :) 


So why does it always feel like I’m the only one,
The lonely one,
And everybody else is in-sane.
I thank you for pointing our where I am going wrong,
Keep going wrong,
And nothing’s making sense
Silence screams in my defense.

Chorus
And the best thing about this place,
Is it looks good from outer space,
But there’s nothing,
Nothing, here for me,
And the rules that you make never let me win,
Cos I’m always a freak that can never fit in,
Is there some place,
Somewhere,
Cos the best thing around is the road that leads out of here.

Sometimes I wish that I could be a part of it,
A part that fits,
And people called me by my name,
Pretend that I’m fascinated by what’s going on,
What wars were won,
I promise that I‘ll be nice,
Thanks for all your help and advice.

Chorus

And when you look back at the photos of everyone,
Of everyone,
I wonder whatever become of that face,
Stuck in the middle of your chart,
So say goodbye as I walk,
I’ll send you a postcard from New York.

Chorus



Download. 


Now. 




:)

Tags: bertie, blackman
Current Location: At your mum's house.
Current Mood: energetic

 I feel like I've been here once before, 
Threw my bags out through the doooor, and in the roadddd.
I came home to find them on the floor,
and as the rain began to pour,
I got cold.

McFly love. 
:)


And now you've left me, I can't seem to get you off my mind.

This is quite an awesome song. But poppy. Poppy? You know what I mean. 
 
Goodbye to you, been wasting all my time, you're no longer mine... 

 

Girl, you can't hold me back no more! 





This is pretty bloody addictive.

Considering the lack of people I actually like being online on MSN, I'm reduced to writing an LJ like every five minutes. 

Oh, the shame. 




Hmm. I think I might share some pictures with you all, considering that I just figured out that you can actually insert them into LiveJournal posts... 





This band is pretty rad. ^_^

Sugarcult. Download them; you know you want to. 


Yeah, here we go for the hundreth time.
Hand grenade pins in every line. 

Throw 'em up and let something shine. 
Going out of my fucking mind. 

Linkin Park is getting pretty old now, but that song will always make my toes tap. :) 


Oh! On the subject of music, you should all go out and buy Every Second Counts by the Plain White T's. 
All their other songs are actually much better than Hey There Delilah. 




 Okay. I'm done. :)

Tags: music
Current Location: In front of the PC.
Current Mood: enthralled
Current Music: It's Our Time Now - Plain White T's

I've noticed that I get really obsessed with things for short periods of time, then give them up.

LiveJournal, for example, is one of those things. 

I've done like 11 posts this weekend, and none for a month before that.

I find myself amusing. 


BUT

Maybe I can put that down to the fact that I can actually write again. 



HAZA for getting over writer's block. ^_^  







Dear readers, I'm afraid it's that time again. To introduce you to Mister Macabre.
That's right. Poe is back. ^_^

Lo! Death has reared himself a throne

 

In a strange city lying alone
Far down within the dim West,
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best
Have gone to their eternal rest.
There shrines and palaces and towers
(Time-eaten towers that tremble not!)
Resemble nothing that is ours.
Around, by lifting winds forgot,
Resignedly beneath the sky
The melancholy waters lie.

Don't worry, eventually I'll accept that nobody wants to know nor care about my obsession with Edgar Allan Poe. Until then, I'm afraid, you shall have to be subjected to posts such as this. :)

Tags: obsession, poe
Current Location: Refer to above.
Current Mood: creative
Current Music: The Veronicas? How the fuck did that get on my iPod? *changes song*