I am Jack's overwhelming sense of rejection.



I miss this. =[ (Yes, Luke, that's yours. xD)

Carlo is coming down today to see Stce. Hurray! Blood at the weekend! Hurray!

Why do I have to be close to someone to feel alive?
~Chewed inner lip.

I might just revert into myself, my own head is a much nicer world to live in. Good things happen , instead of a long stream of disappointments and fucking retards. v.v;

When will I find peace with myself?


On a another note!
I'm thinking of getting some of my poetry lyrics tattoo'd up my arm. BUT, I really can't decide what to get inked on my permnantly, so I'm leaving it up to you. xDD

Your the reader, you decide. You know where my poetry is (For those that don't, it's like on the other side of the page; right there.. see it?)

My favourite one so far is from Ying Yang, the last stanza. Help? :]