the colour in this picture is so beautiful xx
I say it's stale. That was at least three flings ago. TBH i've stopped counting. On an aside im up to 900 and am completely fucked, i just coughed up blood, i'm also completely wired. I need a new poem. possibly about the quiet decline of a sub par quazi-intellectual slowly drowning in a sea of his own bloodied phlegm and bad drafts?
pfffft oh "anonymous" janis. it was fresh to me, i couldnt even remember it until i took it back today.what time did you leave?i did another draft. im so ready to finish this unit! oh and yes you are weird :)
I left at closing time. Had dinner, and V and medicine and now I'm just finishing up my reflection statement. It's weird how many more risks i take when i know that some one else is proofing..... I'm tempted to try and write a narrative essay but i figure it'd be silly to have a narrative essay for a non-linear plot line.So instead I've rambled. but it's kind of coming together and has an oddly narrative feel.But i'm fairly sure it'll get savaged tomorrow. As at one point i wasn't sure whether i'd make the word count. so i pasted some of the old one in and now im running close im trimming the conclusion....... mleh mleh. Tomorrow will be even bigger than today!!! it's fucking amazing how little sleep humans actually need.... I say that now. I may not have a finger tomorrow. Which would work out great because it'd mean i have one less exam.
see like i said; probably incoherent.
This is beautiful, lucid and dreamy. But above all, wise and poignant. Your poetry speaks truth in a subtle and noble manner.
love your blog, this photo is gorgeous!
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