The GardenDew encrusted blossoms swim through the sky, sweetly and softly, so vast and blue- clear water blue – that he’d rather drink it than look at it. Glittering litter rustles and bustles throughout the pathways and snails leave sparkly nail-polish like trails by the river, ebbing and flowing flushing lilly pads free, but to where?The Garden
The gardener begins walking,his feet glued to dirty glitter. Embarking past a tree, which looks like a giant pushed it over and left his fingerprint behind, he feels it’s wooden, hard exterior though knows it is filled with soft sap. He strolls past a rose bush and feel its r
New Therapy DiaryWelcome to your new therapy diary!New Therapy Diary
Name: Lilly Rebecca Lock Age: 17 Condition: Anorexia/bulimia. Things I like: I like imagining things that could happen – making them up, you know? I like the idea that everybody could hear each other’s heartbeats and when 12 year old boys go past on skateboards you can hear their little hearts thud, and as they skate further on the sound fades. I like thinking about a skyscraper that instead of the lift moving, the whole building slides. It’d slide up and down all day long. I like the extra fizz and extra orange foreign Fanta has. I like foreign food wrappers. I
SMALL giantsJoints of old twigs snap under my yellow, bare heels and leave numb lines across them. I look at the ground as I run; brown, black, beige blurs try to catch up with me, but I leave them pining for me in the dust. I hear the sound of the gushing water, forcing itself down a drop. It doesn’t look like water; it looks like a blue electric tongue with birds flying across its roof. I stop and I stare and I let my heels turn pink.SMALL giants
A bird perches on a tree with blueish-black feathers that look like the cow licks oil leaves on the ocean; leaves hang freely from trees and light fractures through them. I trace my fingers over a slanted tree
Christmas Is Not Real?Slopes and angles are wet with dull rain, roof tiles are sweating from the upturned heating and chimneys are dripping watery dirt. The sky is grey, grey, grey and the clouds have no silver linings but gold tinsel ones instead. Rain clutches to tree tips; they don’t want to fall.Christmas Is Not Real?
The branches of the trees look desperate and thin, grabbing the air, frozen in their motions. Weeks ago families threw their lights upon their dead arms and the trees stood there unwillingly. When they thaw they will have no recollection of this.
Through the corpses of leaves I can see into windows. I squint and focus and lights hurt my e
Primary Insomnia...1-This morning I woke up at approximately 7:37am. 2-This morning I rolled over and placed my palm on the bed where you should have been. 3-This morning I looked like utter crap. 4-This morning is the morning that we've been dreading all these months.Primary Insomnia...
I am nocturnal. Really, I am, like an owl or a bat except I can't fly. I can't fucking sleep! You're not here and I have no idea where you are.
1-Tonight I am going out for dinner. 2-Tonight I am going to watch a film. 3-Tonight I am going to get an early night. 4-Tonight I won't fall asleep and you won't be next to me, staying a
who knows when'the sun shines on the honest' he said, light encasing his body sort of like acid. he had a gold outline, sand-scratched jeans with holes in the knees, softly illuminated by bc afternoon white rays: god, that's good.who knows when
beautiful. he shoots me stained anti-hero smiles, thinking of etiquette but simultaneously coy-- maybe it's the way he looks at me. so, i love him down to the eyeballs beat beat beat whi
LoveI swear there is a drunken Cupid out there just shooting everywhere missing sometimes then sometimes hits like more then one person at the same time. he probably rides around with old honest Abe driving the get away car. I've got to say because of the way that Cupid is described most of the time i just want to go to the hospital and beat up babies and little kids.Love
and that kid is were elmo died ^_^
It's been a while since we had last spoke, so I thought that I'd pass by to say hi
How are you? Been up to much over the recent months?
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''TONIGHT WE DINE IN HELL!!''
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''NO THEY DO NOT HAVE HAPPY MEALS!!'
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