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April 1st, 2012
06:13 pm - Doing much better, away from Livejournal.
I now have a tumblr. Well, actually, I have several (fashion porn, food porn, book porn, writing angst) but this is the one I would come closest towards calling 'personal'.
http://freakosexual.tumblr.com/
Expect a lot of Sherlock deducing in the TARDIS while Tom Hiddleston laughs in the corner and bouncing otters frolic in gay abandon around the corners.
You have been warned.
Current Mood:  chipper
Current Music: of Montreal - Authentic Pyrrhic Remission | Powered by Last.fm
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November 5th, 2011
03:47 am - I fucking love this song
It's deaths intention
We pass through the certain awaits
Upholding the pleasures at hand
God given traits
Living with scars
Through bleak accession
We task through disaster we face
In fear of rejection we stand
God given grace
To live again
Taken by the ones we force
Without a solitary reason
It's like solace from the shade
Don't see it any other way
It's deaths inception we must take
With dark intention
A passing the certain awaits
With holding pleasures
At hand all that gods given drained
Living with scars
Living with scars
Taken by the ones we force
Without a solitary reason
It's like solace from the shade
Without a solitary reason
It's like solace from the shade
Current Music: Paradise Lost - Living With Scars | Powered by Last.fm
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03:36 am
Shitty day today, anxiety-wise...funny how it can fuck off for a while, lulling you into a false sense of security - then bang, one day you wake up and everything freaks you out. Feeling a bit better now, but today really was NOT fun. I'm also not smoking at the moment (not sure if I'm quitting or not...) and have gone a whole month without a cigarette, so I can't even smoke some of my troubles away...
Haven't managed to write anything today, which is shitty but what can you do.
Just came across this list on a blog and I thought I'd fill mine out - being terminally single, it is my privilege and right to conjure up my ideal partner in my imagination whenever and however I chose to do so. And just because it's been so long since I thought about this kind of stuff doesn't mean I should start thinking of myself as this asexual, lumpish thing. Maybe next year I'll run into some gorgeous Medieval scholar who'll think I'm the best thing since the discovery of the Winchester Manuscript...
(i) Necessary qualities:
Male or Female
21-30
Single
Intelligent
Faithful
Creative
Doesn't do drugs
Drinks only occasionally
Likes animals/pets
(Guy only) Taller than me - 5'7 +
Listens to the same kind of music as me
Introverted personality type
Non-sexist
Non-homophobic
Non-violent
Open minded
(ii) Preferred qualities:
Educated
Not extremely religious
Is a reader
Also bisexual
Also a light smoker
(Guys only) 6' or more in height
Stylish
Country, not City, kind of person
Good cook
Good relations with his/her parents + family
Laid-back personality
Some experience of mental health issues
Emotionally supportive
Sexually adventurous
So yeah, that's it I guess.
Current Mood:  drained
Current Music: Paradise Lost - Faith Divides Us - Death Unites Us | Powered by Last.fm
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October 5th, 2011
12:23 am
This evening, my mum said that in her opinion, bisexuals are 'deviant' and 'freakish'.
I'm trying very hard not to cry. Wow, people suck.
Current Mood:  sad
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October 1st, 2011
September 25th, 2011
11:18 pm
Woah, woah, WOAH.
Note to self: never watch Atonement again. EVER. Most depressing film in existence.
Current Mood:  depressed
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September 19th, 2011
02:21 am
My problem when writing - ONE of my problems with writing - is that I often feel as though I'm being watched. Not just when I'm writing, but all the time - but anyway, when I'm writing, it bothers me more. I don't want anyone to see these crappy, mis-formed sentences; especially for someone like me, who has to redraft a sentence at least five times before she can move on to the next one...
So yeah. Embarrassing, and breaking my concentration. That's one of the reasons why I need music playing while I'm writing, to set the mood and also block out this niggling self-consciousness. But I'm too tired to listen to music and so...
And so, there will be a proper blog post tomorrow, I just needed to get that off my chest.
Current Mood:  tired
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September 18th, 2011
04:10 am
Why is it that I get most of my creative bursts at ridiculous times of the morning?
I'll worry about the exhaustion tomorrow. I'm writing.
Current Music: Placebo - You Don't Care About Us | Powered by Last.fm
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September 15th, 2011
02:37 am - Fuck.
These mood swings will be the death of me.
Current Music: lynch. - an illusion | Powered by Last.fm
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02:22 am
Today I didn't write anything, again.
I did eat a hell of a lot of sugar and consume a lot of great art, so it's not been a totally bad day.
Only problem is I'm wide awake and cackling to myself in the middle of the night again.
WOO-HOO.
Currently reading:
The Umbrella Academy: Dallas - Gabriel Ba, Gerard Way
Norwegian Wood - Murakami
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? - Philip K. Dick
The Eclisiastical History of the English People - Bede
I AM WONDER WOMAN.
I need a fucking cigarette.
Current Mood:  hyper
Current Music: lynch. - DOZE | Powered by Last.fm
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