Tempest in a teapot

Unearthed Relics of Mon Coeur

Sunday, January 16, 2005


You my dear are a F- Cunt, I WAS TRAUMATIZED
Current mood: full

Well this is strictly out of boredom and such. Ennui it does it to you, back to school in a few days. Need to find more amusement...AMUSE ME PLEASE... So I was staying with my friend's family because stupid school wouldnt let me stay in the dorms a few days early... Well I talked to the lady and I thought nothing of it, I dont mind talking to people; I am very open and honest, and if you ask me a direct question I am very blunt with you. Well she prayed for me and said it was a blessing for her to have me in her home, and that I was there for a reason.. etc etc.. and then she said I know you are going through financial difficulty and gave me 20 bucks.. which is awesome, but what the fuck is up with the trying to convert me. I am a blasphemous girl, I scribbled in the bible when I was 2 years old, and I have always known that religion is for idiots. For people who do not want to think for themselves, who are weak minded, and do not want to take responsibility for their own actions. Then she asked me about prayer.. I said mind over matter, and brought up the case of those extremist parents who wouldnt take their sick son to the hospital, they said he didnt need to see the doctor; prayer would save him. They were taken to court.. Ok my friend sent me this link because he thought it was disgusting you be the judge... I didnt think it was as bad as me made it sound.. but maybe its because I dont have a penis and I love autopsy pictures. http://www.livejournal.com/community/tws_support/347374.html.cutid1 Well I believe that is all the time we have boys and gurls, Broken Hearts and Bruises, *Rozzalyn*
Currently listening:
Death Mix
By Christian Death
Release date: 16 April, 1996

Friday, March 11, 2005


Je viens de vomir

I wrote: "Fucked throughly in my mind,

"Recalling the boy who is kind."



Comprehension; Avoidance, Unrelenting Enamore, Siamese is upset; I'm the Queen, I rule Nothing, I'm almost as fake. China White/Gutter Glitter on a shirt.

Comatose barely speak, The shadow moves; Lock the window, Hold me tight; I can't sleep tonight.

This feeling is strange, Blinded by its potency; Harmless things, taken in copious quanities; They are a lovely shade of green, They once were pink; I've had orange, and the most detested of them all, white. Shaking, whirling, stomping, around?, red blinking. My Hands trembling, Cry, Please Stay.


Friday, April 01, 2005


The Demise of my Siamese Twin
Current mood: numb

*Christ* December 2003-April 1st 2005 16 months of an unnecessary emotional rollar coaster, of someone who once admired and adored me. I ended the connection, I really had to do it. *If I had a heart it would be broken into a million glittery fragments*
Currently listening:
Fontanelle
By Babes in Toyland
Release date: 11 August, 1992

Wednesday, April 06, 2005


Nouveau Photos
Current mood:Heureux

Oh the places I went yesterday! Here are a few bits of them, my first roommate, (who is a Japanese exchange student) took them. *Broken Hearts and Swollen Bruises*
Currently listening:
Bites and Remission
By Skinny Puppy
Release date: 02 February, 1990

Friday, April 08, 2005


Proselytizing vs Mer de Péché
Current mood:Neutral

Embodiment of Lust
Each occasion you succumb and obey A kiss so unpure, yet so gracious The wickedness felt beneath, you breathe Oblivious to the muscle that reaps within Scratching, scraping, tearing to shreds it's seethe Blood under the nail, left over skin
An old poem I found today, that I wrote

Thursday, April 21, 2005


Sadique Provocant
Current mood:Elan Ennui

Let's Start at the beginning a very good place to start indeed...

*Listening to Garbage B-Sides, Sex Never Goes Out of Fashion* that song just ended now. The New song is Angels Fuck.

*Garcon 1 was sitting there quietly annoying la belle fille, what ever was she to do but cut him into pieces. He soon realized his flaws, and she moved on as she always does. Garcon2 would actually be another number but who really keeps track of these things, personally I think he was really hmm about number 5, but anyway, for the sake of the story.* Garcon2 was being his usual self, as always the fille was amused, and very shortly descended. Crawling through the clear nuit, dazed out of her mind. There was a short expression of words to Garcon3 where is which the story takes quite a turn. A safe haven we shall call it, a sort of comfort, but in the end this particular nuit, as well as any other would be ironic. La Belle Fille, aroused at a most glorious hour, a nice odd one. There was much amusement this nuit, and she was quite content with the outcome and decisions made during the process. Yet another Garcon comes into this visual but let us wait to hear what happens with him in due time.*

Currently listening:
Sexless Demons and Scars
By Jack Off Jill
Release date: 09 September, 1997