December 2008
22 posts
im sitting at the table. im breathing heavily. I can’t hear the conversation about insurance. I can’t smell fish. I can only smell you. I hear your breath in my ear and feel your hand on my chest, pushing me back into my chair. the most enormous pressure against my chest. god your hand is so large and warm and soft. your hips are against mine and your lips have moved down to my...
Choking the Cherry
New Planet finishes yet another devious tale of...
somehow going through with doing that lastthis nightmorning makes me feel satisfied with the entire situation. i felt a bit… like it was kind of incomplete, before, and now i feel like the plot is resolved, and i feel like it’s worked out properly, even though the ending is so vague and ambiguous.
that is to say, i approved.
confectionary quest
what i really want for christmas is to try my very first crème brûlée.
is it nice?
Emotive Response
keflex:
I scan my eyes across the dark-hued monochromatic palette that is my room and glower instinctively. Humanity is naught but shades of grey itself; a uniform march into obscurity and irrelevance that seemingly cannot be halted. Some days we wake up and try to wear our bright red shoes to stem the tide of similarity but before long we realise it is a futile effort. Our souls feel the weight...
i gotcha twelve days of christmas riiight here.
today i
spent $12 in cab fare
rolled 11 cigarettes
lost a 10 dollar note
saw 9 friends/lovers/acquaintances
came 8 times
was 7 minutes late for the last bus
stole 6 cards from their poker game
had only 5 standard drinks
missed 4 phone calls
lost 3 items of clothing
gained 2 kittens
lost 1 virginity
KITTENS! tomorrow, oh kittens
some notes for the significant people i've made...
girl, you were in love with me, but when i kissed you i didn’t mean it. i swear i tried my hardest to mean it, but unfortunately you are awful and unloveable. sorry.
girl, as soon as i met you i knew you’d fuck my life over. i totally let you do it, and i was so happy to be blinded by your dazzling personality. cheating on my girlfriend with you was a mistake (so were all the other...
bedtime story
Justin
neeeeeeeed sleeeeeeeeeep
work in a few hours
1:16amWilliam
it’s bed time, quek.
1:17amJustin
mmm
1:17amWilliam
do you need a bed time story?
1:18amJustin
yes
yes i do
1:18amWilliam
okay once there was a fat little girl (named anthea, all antheas are fat) who was eating a pink doughnut
the doughnut was sugary and fulfilling
1:19amJustin
mmmm jealous
1:19amWilliam
“o pink...
aussies, i have a question
keflex:
buyhercandy:
veganista:
why isn’t silverchair adored in your country?
i’ve always wanted to know.
they are by the vast majority of aussies.
the ones with actual taste in music despise them.
guess which one i am!
Despise is a strong word.
And Silverchair is probably the best mainstream pop group Australia has at the moment.
Silverchair are definitely not adored by the vast...
umm... no.
on sleeping, i find that the end music to the previous video is in fact, not Béla Bartók, and in fact does not even sound just slightly like his work at all. i did, however, use to play that piece ad nauseum for something, so i’d really like to work what it is.
fun with wingdings!
oh, and in other news:
♜♞♝♛♚♝♞♜ ♟♟♟♟♟♟♟♟
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♙♙♙♙♙♙♙♙ ♖♘♗♕♔♗♘♖
For Reverend Green.
I have a journal, Tumblr.
keflex:
And I’m not altogether sure what I want to do with it. It’s very pretty and has a ladybird & a dandilion on the cover, but that just makes me even surer I don’t want to waste it. Which is why I have an idea! We should pass it around from one Tumblr user to the other, each of us adding a page to the journal. It can be whatever you like; words, pictures, you could probably even tape a...