Laughing at me
Their pointy faces open wide
And release shrieking guffaws
Piercing my hide.
Leading dogs of steel slashes
On leashes of plastic hate
Through the gashes.
Biting berry bitterness
Remove all my insides
Blaring sirens in my mind
Are silence to the world
I am so in love with my boyfriend, Scrythe. I am so happy being with him, even through our hard times (e.g., financial problems, my anger issues). I smile when I wake up, because I'm reminded that I'm with him and that he's here in Buffalo, in my life. He's been here for 2.5 months, but we've been close friends for over five years. Thank you, Freyja, for this wonderful gift which you have bestowed upon me.
I could go on and on about him, but I haven't eaten anything since one-o'clock except for a banana, and it's 11:20pm now, and I'm quite hungry.
I'll post photos soon, I'm sure.
Life is fucking awesome for a variety of reasons. Now all I need is a second awesome job in addition to the one I already have, and I will have nothing to complain about.
Just thought I should share this with the world.
Haven't done much photography lately, but I will definitely get back into it starting in September.
I finally finished the poem I started four weeks ago. It will not be posted here on account of its vulgarity. But hey, I actually wrote a poem! And I worked on it for a while, too! And I'm proud of it!
Speaking of being proud of things, I think my life is getting at least some definition and direction instead of just being a godawful mess. I love my job, and I'm getting motivated to be crafty in the realms of jewelry and knitting and possibly sewing. (i gotta bug my sister about the bead order that she was supposed to have made weeks ago.) And most surprisingly, I'm going to start a bellydancing class in a couple of weeks! It will last eight