long abandonned fruit is hastened in the process of decay

>.o

I feel as though I were hungover, though I am not and have not touched alcohol in a few days. Need to start working on to-do list. I really don't feel up to anything yet, though. Maybe I'll wait until this headache dies down a little.

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...lol, my journal stats. Apparantly I talk a lot. So... my journal is going to be one year old at the end of March, and I'm just under 600 entries... anyone think I can make 400 more entries in just over 2 months? No... me either.


I think I'll shut up, now. I'm in a weird hyper-yet-sore mood and probably just confusing the Hell out of anyone new that's not used to me yet. (Yes, new friends yesterday YAY~ <3)


Hey... Kia... your song's on. ^^;

I will show to you the stars...

*yawns* My conversations seem to have revolved around either dolls, chinese food or my recent choice in music all day. (Hyde & Klaha) Hmmn... I don't know why. Maybe because I can't fucking focus on anything else. >.o I start talking about something then I kind of space out and go back to one of those three topics. *points*

Did you know I have one of those signs they use for women's washrooms on my bedroom door? I do... only it has wings and a halo drawn onto it, too. Yeah. My whiteboard is on my door, too. It has my to-do list on it. ...and insults from my sister. >:| *erases those*

God... I just realized my sister's seventeen. -_-;; (Her birthday was in December, I just forget these things.) She sure doesn't act like a proper 17-yr-old. She's way too immature.

Mmn. I was helping my little brother do his french homework last night. And by helping, I mean I read it out and translated it for him, all he had to do was write. (And he couldn't even do that... I had to spell everything for him. I mean... he's going to be 14 in a few weeks and he can't even farking spell -_-;;;) But it was really easy. The only thing I didn't understand was the term "boeuf musqué", though I suspect it's "musk ox". So maybe I'm not as hopeless at french as I thought I was.

Ok. Now I'm just writing to alleviate boredom. Hell. That started the second I hit the 'update' button. Perhaps I'll go update a few of my puppets or something...

<EDIT>Showing off:

Think I'm going to go upload all those icons I made yesterday ^^</EDIT>

there's just something about a goth king singing scat...

_riff_raff_, you might want to peek @ this - they're some old Malice Mizer Gackt bases. You'd mentioned interest in that... ages ago.

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Sometimes, most times really, I'm just an idiot.

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Sometimes life gives you something truly special... and then you go and do something stupid and lose it. That's just so typically me... sure, maybe I have an IQ over 150, but I seriously lack in the common sense department sometimes. Honestly, all I want from life is a pencil, a paper and someone who'll tell me they like what I've done.

Unfortunately, this worlds is not one that appreciates the beauty of simplicity anymore. And my heart is left longing for that which it simply cannot have. Then I turn my head, and I see what I do have and it makes me smile.

We kept putting space between us, throwing up all our defenses in fear of hurting each other. But blood needed to be spilled to purge the poison from our systems. Now... the wound can heal as it should and things will return to the way they should be.

To my koibito, my seme, whom I love dearly. Thank you for forgiving this fool who stared so hard at her own reflection that she missed the hand upon her shoulder.