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Aug. 13th, 2010

Untitled - nothing seems to fit...

 Just something I wrote when boredom overcame me. I've been sick in bed for the last 2 days, so it's not like I've had anything else to do xD

I perch myself precariously...Collapse )

Apr. 20th, 2010

Getting into the swing of writing again - and playing with graphology :)


My lids are blue and veined
I seem to be cradling thoughts, but they’re crying
Loud screeches on an unrelenting loop.

There is a point in the night that I sway

          falling and it’s incredible.
Then I jolt and I’m sitting up,
Staring at the tessellating pattern on the wall.

I’ve rid the clock of its battery,
Drawn the curtains fully – dark, like it should be...
But even I can hear my own breathing
And it’s tearing me from sleep. Oh, to sleep!

Every bone cracking. Every flare of the radiator.
The gurgles of water. The rumbling of cars.
They crawl into my eyes and pry them wide,
Leaving me alone with thoughts and the moon and the stars.

My energy is at a low, yet my body seems content to fidget,
Twitching, convulsing – reluctant to relax and be still.
And I can down the bottle...
But it’s 4.54am and I need to be up in an hour – what good is a pill?

Nov. 7th, 2009

More boring writing again. Seriously, I can't stop.

Six Months

This day, the start of the rest of my life, born from disease.
Six months. Just six months to travel the world,
Blind, in a frenzy of panic.
Now, though I hate myself for it, I understand time.
I understand how it chews through you.
I understand how, unlike me, it can never just sit there
And watch the world go by.
For the first time in my life, six months means something
And, somehow, it’s easier to live
Knowing that, one day sooner than I’d hoped, I’ll expire.

Because I'm on a roll and I just need to write atm.

I'm in a writing mood atm. I'm not sure it's a good thing, especially seeing as I'm the only one that ever seems to understand what I'm writing about. Nevertheless, I'll continue doing it, because it's an outlet for all sorts of things.

Poem under the cut (I hate to keep clogging up your friends pages. :]

Something StupidCollapse )

Got bored. Thought about the weather - as usual.

I’ve Got Lightning for Us All

Staring at limbs. Are they there?
It’s a black box. A black box with no walls
And everyone is feeling the air.

Too many tangled, chaotic chests lacking valour.
Oblivious. Blinded as you were, nothing changed
While you were pining for colour.

Now, it’s up to our ears to betray us.
You’ve the rationale of a child thrust into a busy crowd;
Reaching into a void, searching for a hand in the chaos.

This place; uncomfortable and small.
You’re praying for something to scratch at the navy sky
And pierce it – but be calm. I’ve got lightning for us all.

Oct. 25th, 2009

Sending my love to Morrissey

I won't say much. Can't really at the moment.

Just get well soon, Moz. We all love you.

Please, somebody put us out of our worry and tell us what's going on.

"Stable," could mean anything.

Also, to those "fans" who booed him after he collapsed on stage - what the hell were you thinking?!

Viva Moz


Oct. 23rd, 2009

Story Lottery - Harry Potter - Prompt #16: Ice Cream

Title: Ice Cream
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry, Draco, Snape
Genre: Friendship, humour, romance
Rating: PG-13 - just because...
Prompt: #16 - Ice Cream
On a bid to help Draco see the wonders of the Muggle world, Harry and Draco discover some wonders of their own.
Slash. M/M. AU.
Word Count: 3060
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. J K Rowling is the genius here, not I.
I feel a bit disconnected from this - hope it doesn't come across that way.

Ice CreamCollapse )

Oct. 20th, 2009


...is really getting into Placebo atm.

That is all.

Oct. 12th, 2009

Ten Truths Meme



Oct. 11th, 2009

To Make It All OK - (part 5) Chapter 4: Keeping Face

A/N: It's been so long. Silly uni getting in the way. Not sure if anyone's reading this anyway...but meh.
Here's the next chapter.

Title: To Make It All OK - Chapter 5: Keeping Face
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Pretty much everyone, but mainly Harry and Snape centric (Not slash)


Almost instantly, his body relaxes into the bed and with half-open eyes, he stops struggling. It’s like the energy has been sucked out of him like blood through a needle.

No energy to move.

No energy to speak.

No energy to think.

No energy to hold up the glamours anymore...

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