Tuesday, October 31, 2006

not found

i'm anxious and my skin's tingling
i'm finding it harder to rely and relate to people
now i find myself with no one to turn to for help

Friday, October 27, 2006

sweets and candy mix

i breathe a little you
a scent i cannot comprehend

Saturday, October 14, 2006

EYES

again and again, it's your eyes that give you away.
sorry in the end, i do not have enough love to share.

Monday, October 09, 2006

CONVERSATIONS WITH EDO KUN

the fabric lie says:
hi chubb chubbs
A bursting mind... says:
tats skye
the fabric lie says:
then what are you?
A bursting mind... says:
im lean mean machine
the fabric lie says:
what bout me?
A bursting mind... says:
u're pervert
the fabric lie says:
man, cant i have a cooler name
A bursting mind... says:
no
the fabric lie says:
i demand a nicer name
the fabric lie says:
gimme a nicer name EDO KUNNNNNn
A bursting mind... says:
smacks

i am sad

Friday, October 06, 2006

THE RED TRIBUTE

a requiem; etude

today i learnt something:
deus.èx.machina

the red tribute; a requiem etude says:
what does deus ex machina mean
†.No. 3>> cadènza. † ちいさな空 Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.† says:
god from the machine
†.No. 3>> cadènza. † ちいさな空 Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.† says:
its actually a plot device

†.No. 3>> cadènza. † ちいさな空 Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.† says:
its latin
†.No. 3>> cadènza. † ちいさな空 Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.† says:
its a plot device used in storytelling
the red tribute; a requiem etude says:
plot device used in storytelling?
the red tribute; a requiem etude says:
sounds so coooooool
†.No. 3>> cadènza. † ちいさな空 Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.† says:
-_- ?....
†.No. 3>> cadènza. † ちいさな空 Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.† says:
we didnt really use it cos we werent taught it
the red tribute; a requiem etude says:
sounds like some anime
†.No. 3>> cadènza. † ちいさな空 Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.† says:
its under those like
†.No. 3>> cadènza. † ちいさな空 Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.† says:
horrible situation
†.No. 3>> cadènza. † ちいさな空 Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.† says:
then something improbable happens
†.No. 3>> cadènza. † ちいさな空 Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.† says:
u find out its all a dream
†.No. 3>> cadènza. † ちいさな空 Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.† says:
or a angel appaers and make things right
†.No. 3>> cadènza. † ちいさな空 Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.† says:
sort of like the hand of god
†.No. 3>> cadènza. † ちいさな空 Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.† says:
but i like it alot cos it has a lot of meaning
†.No. 3>> cadènza. † ちいさな空 Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.† says:
if u watch the matrix
†.No. 3>> cadènza. † ちいさな空 Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.† says:
the idea of it is built on this plot device
the red tribute; a requiem etude says:
WAHHH

so hoy, says skye

Thursday, October 05, 2006

DOLL

sometimes she thinks he is just like a doll
vacant eyes and an ever present frown
so she tied a cloth over her eyes
and felt his face, taking every curve and crook
she covered his eyes and said "it's your turn"

- what orihime thinks of ulquiorra

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

HATAKE KAKASHI

it's your eyes that give away your emotions; why not hide them from the world?

it's not whether you are comfortable with that person or rather whether that person is comfortable when she is with you. someday he will see that she is cold and broken, her smiles plastic and her heart non-existant. (SHAUN trigger)

Sunday, October 01, 2006

MELODY

it feels weird having a mp3 player; it feels as though you're trying to block out the world. imagine being silent; deaf i wonder what you hear. i wonder what you imagine voices being sound like. a high ting or a low bass; so you dance the night away without the accompanient of a melody. do you know what you are doing? you're singing in tones you never knew, like a music box; a xylophone; and strum of the cello.

HINATA

she taught herself to lie, and she taught herself well. from her eyes, to her body language straight right down to her soul. it was an ultimate defense in her own way, it shut herself down completely, there was no need to let anyone know about her. all she needed to do was to listen for what that comes from the mouth ought to have a pair of listening ears. so secrets were shared, kept; she filed them one by one on her shelves in her head. if a ninja were to kill her now, all the secrets would spill like her blood.