VOTE FOR THE PROFOUND BOND →
Sigh. We definitely don’t. c;Go vote because:
1) we’re fucking nominated
2) it’ll be our way of saying ‘suck it’ to everyone (including the writers) who continuously try to blow holes in our ship
Don’t get nasty though.
We don’t want crazy shipwars like last time
Procrastination’s Bitch
Why can’t I focus on one thing?
Why can’t I master anything?
Why am I not Jewish?
I ask myself these questions constantly.
Buddha have guidance because I don’t have a shit clue where I’m going. -___-
And I feel like spiritually, I’m quite well. But in the physical sense of things (school) I’m not doing everything that I need to do.
My psyche has this amazing trigger balance. I’ll see that I’m behind on things freak out and start teetering on the edge of an anxiety attack and then poof! My worries dissolve. I have this strange way of minimizing things when they start to look ugly.
Which could be a bad thing.
I’m just really nonchalant and chill about certain things.
Always wanting to enjoy life rather than panicking over blah.
I’m just praying I get that universal knock I’m looking for.
I watch the world run frantically around me and go,
“… These bitches.” trololol~
….Yep. -3-
“Hours,” from the Woven Material LP.
Would only find this kind of fresh sound on tumblr trololol~
FLARE - February, 2012
The other day I showed you the cover and now I’m happy to show you the whole Flare editorial! I always love working with Flare and I’m so so thankful of their support in my charitable efforts this last year - GO HERE to read about our partnership for Haiti.
It was also great to work with photographer Chris Nicholls again. Together with Flare magazine, Liz Cabral and my husband James Conran we won the National Magazine award for our last editorial together! GO HERE to see that.
Fashion Director: Elizabeth Cabral
Art Director: Tanya Watt
Photographer: Chris Nicholls
Oh to be so awesome.
My life in an essence.
Zodiac Blues
- Aries: Yeah hold on I'm just going to make a really risky decision...
- Taurus: OKAY WHO SAID I WAS WRONG?! FUCK YOU, BITCH I AM RIGHT.
- Gemini: Commitment? FUCK. RUN AWAY!
- Cancer: *sobbing hysterically in a corner*
- Leo: EVERYONE LOOK AT HOW BEAUTIFUL I AM. DAMMIT, I SAID LOOK! FUCK!
- Virgo: LOOK AT THE MESS OF THIS FUCKING PLACE!
- Libra: ORDER! ORDER IN THE COURT!
- Scorpio: SO. FUCKING. HORNY. ALL. THE. TIME.
- Sagittarius: CAN EVERYONE HURRY THE FUCK UP.
- Capricorn: *busy scheming ambitiously in a corner*
- Aquarius: *not even paying attention to anyone and is lost in their own dreamland*
- Pisces: I still have no idea what I want. Nor what is going on.
Erm, So They Call This Life?
I have four followers on Tumblr…..
…… Who the hell are you people?
Never mind, your existence is irrelevant.
I hate my inner artist, I really do. She’s/he’s/it’s? being a complete douchecow.
I have inspiration NON FRACKING STOP. And yet when I come to the time to write it all down- zilch.
What the hell is a zilch?
It’s unfair, and frustrating. .-. I have disturbing thoughts like, “What if I end up in a mundane, creativity-lacking day job?!”
Suicide. I would have to commit suicide.
I’m not one aiming for the stars, but I have to put my mind/heart to use. I’ve finally figured out I’m one of those people destined to work smarter, not harder. I’ve tried working….. it’s just not working. .__.
But I know what I need to do, I think.
Clear the mind, body, and soul. Go on a quest for myself. Do a little begging- er praying to the gods of the arts, and hopefully, find a direction I can flow comfortably with.
Life is a stream. Flow with it.
Making Things Up Doesn’t Make Me A Psychopath
It seems that in the dullest of times, a bit of praying to the gods of writing helps stir the pot a bit. They toss something in, something so insignificant seeming. But with my mind I can turn it into a full out plot! xD
What I really need to do I think is start writing in pen again rather than on my computer. The inspiration flows way better.
The stormy look we’ve been getting here in the evenings helps with the eerie effect (which I love xD.) Aaand loveliest of all I’ve found a new TOOL song today. It’s brilliant! Called Disposition. Oddly enough I hadn’t heard it before today.
And I’ve met some interestingly artistic people. :D I like this, the idea of making friends in the are trade, creating a circle connected by inspiration.
This is what I live for. <3
Well Then.
I do so love it when I finally have a perfect block of time to write in, and then poof, inspiration is nonexistent. It’s moments like these that make me wish I was an alcoholic. Either way I’m wasting away my days, but with one I won’t have arm cramps. .-.
Hopefully something will come to me; I’ve been reading way too much Writer Leopard not to have some beast material. xD
Perhaps I’m a bit dry in the inspiration well because things have been stale lately.
I need a good life adventure! Something to get the ink flowing. ;D
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