I took a picture of myself for 4 years

Okay so I've been doing this for 4 years, 2 months, 5 days. All together there's 1,303 pictures. Worked out that there's 224 photos missing due to cameras deciding to break or delete all my photos cause they felt like it or just losing themselves. So that sucks. (Actually at certain points I just didn't want to do it any more for various reasons, then picked it back up again, you can tell because...
November 12th, 2012 at 12:53am

I took a picture of myself every day for 2 years,..and no one cares ;'D

Okay, here I go again.I haven't written a poem in a long while...exam stress and university stress and every day life stress has sort of choked any inspiration that might have thought of clumsily side stepping into my brain tissue.So anyway, I have an interview at a college to do an art foundation course...REGARDLESS of the fact that I've actually gotten into university and there is simply no need...
May 5th, 2011 at 09:47pm

Mucus colour for the holidays.

It's the Christmas ball tomorrow, or rather, it's an excuse for everyone to fork out on dresses and hair extensions and fake eyelashes etc etc.My hair is boring and brittle so I'm thinking I may just bleach the hell out of it and dye it the colour of mucus 8} just for a festive feel.I have new babeh kittehs. Go see:After much deliberation, we've decided to name the boy 'Chumley' ...Chumley...
December 16th, 2010 at 01:17am

A mini mibba poetry rant. Enjoy >.>'

I'm sick of the poems on mibba. Same theme, same rhyme scheme, same -everything-.Rhyming words that I've seen far too many times:Day--awayTears--fearsLove--doveFriend--endDie--lieThere's so many...Y'know, not all poems need to rhyme, not all poems need to be about depression.I adore reading poetry, really, and I'm -begging- you to show me something absorbing and unconventional.I'm not saying my...
December 15th, 2010 at 06:50pm

I saw paramore live and hated it.

Okay, so I don't actually like paramore anyway, but I hated it for other reasons...Leeds fest was wonderful. Although, during the second night I managed to lose all my friends in a mosh-pit and spent the rest of the eve alone...in the dark...feeling very uneasy whilst being surrounded by strangers.This weird guy with back-combed hair and a blazer approached me and offered me a cigarette. It's...
September 1st, 2010 at 11:18pm

I love you with all my <insert_appropriate-organ>

Hokey...I often get bugged by many things but here's just one of them:I'm sick of reading the words 'broke my heart'Yeah it's cliche now BUT ALSO why do people's hearts get broken? if you think about it, the heart is only an organ just like the rest of your system and yeah it keeps you alive...but so does your fucking liver."I love you with all of my liver"...Okay it doesn't sound quite as...
September 27th, 2008 at 07:22pm