Dancing With Angels

. Dancing with angels, that’s how it feels when she takes your hand and whispers how beautiful you make her feel, how happy you make her. She breathes on your neck while her hands slide down your shoulders, making the hair raise on edge and tingle cold under her warm hands, shuddering slightly with excitement…

Ted ’14 year old girl’ Mosby

**WARNING** WOMEN WILL PROBABLY BE   OFFENDED. So much to write and so little time, I want to keep insulting fuckers and spilling secrets but today, I’m going to enlighten you as to why Ted Mosby is a little bitch. Ted Mosby is the befuddled fool on the “(s)hit” TV series titled “How I met your…

Lack of feeling leads to another confession

Disclaimer. This was written weeks ago, during the grip of a bout with depression and anxiety. This is deep and personal thought. I considered not publishing this article, but then I wouldn’t be true to myself. Some days, rare days, the following words still ring true. No I’m not looking for admiration or to instill…

The Adventures Of Acid

Hmmm… I’m almost at a loss on what to write, so I’ll tell you another conjunction of stories and the ensuing shenanigans that accompany me in my wonderful decision making process. This short tale is about the joys of LSD, or acid. I love acid. It’s my favourite substance to abuse on a twice yearly…

Kmart. A Home Away From Home

Image found on google images. Why hello there beautiful stranger, have you heard the word? No, the Bird isn’t the word, not today. The word today is Kmart. Kmart, Kmart, Kmart, Kmart, Kmart. Almost a year ago, an elaborate consumer trap was successfully planted, when the whisperings of a 24 hour Kmart in my local…

Saturdays Small Rant

Jesus “on a stick” Christ. I enjoy being offensive. The main appeal to causing offence, is either (a): People simply misunderstand the context, or (b): People care too much about what someone says, even if that someone doesn’t actively give a shit and they’re (someone) getting the response they want. You see ladies and gentlemen,…

Thursday’s Elite Gibberish

I don’t know what to write about. I’m drawing a rare mental blank, so I think I’ll work with that to begin with. A blockage is no good, whether that be the kitchen sink, the humble toilet, or a gargantuan mind of epic proportions, the result is always the same. That shit will back up,…

Hello? Is this the past?Im looking for someone

When I was a teenager, I had a girlfriend. She lived here. I lived there, and it’s my belief that due to these two very different locations, we missed the our first chance to truly dive into what we had. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not being Romantic or anything of the like, I’m…

What day is it? thursday?

11am. Up and at ’em. Rise and shine mother fuckers. We have an exciting day planned and it all starts at the Curtain Uni Campus. Today, I’m enrolling in a prep course for a fast track to my writing and creative studies. One of the many perks to furthering my education to open doors further…

Gone Girl.

I knew a girl who’s smile changed the world. Her crooked grin mirrored his own, and her wit is sharper than a honed blade. She spoke not with her mouth, but with her heart, soul, and body. An infectious laugh brought his own to burst forth like a cauldron of bubbles from his lips and…

The Epic Tale Of How I Got Sunburnt.

I really want to talk about how it feels when I press my Big Toe and the long skinny one next to it together. But I’ll spare you an intense pile of bullshit and make way to something a bit less dramatic (loving this predictive txt and autocorrect, it’s like the phone is reading my…

I figured it out.

I figured out how to install pics on the new device, you have no Idea how happy I am now, finally able to use WordPress to its potential. Thank god. All images remain the property of their respective owners