The upside to being in college is that it has afforded me a lot of time to write in order to stay awake. Canadian Trade Policies are only so interesting after the 18th time, you know. As such, I hope to be posting new stuff soon. Hopefully.


pre-exam ramblingBroken hearted girl with the broken down smile, Leave your soul on the floor. Let it bleed out.pre-exam rambling
Your life is awkward silences and embarrassments, Hidden glances from behind a fringed frame. Self doubt...loathing.
Happiness is an elusive mistress, She loves seeing you drown. Trying to catch up.
Hide behind a veil of cynicism and pessimism, Can't let them see the real you, not today. They won't like you anymore.
Not that they ever liked you anyway.


dreamI’m afraid of falling asleepdream
When I think about you Because when I wake up
That’s when the dream really begins…
It seemed so vivid when I told you
How I genuinely felt I swear I felt you hold my arm
And ask me why I just didn’t say so before?
Because I’ve been sleep-walking my entire life And when I met you, it was like curtains
Being pulled away from my eyes It was blinding
It was disorienting It was remarkable
And so the dream begins
It’s such a strange dream where We don’t talk to each other And we never see eac


stonesThe glass dwelling of my heart Has endured many stones But the one you threwstones
Brought it crashing down
So I’ll build a new house One made of stones
I’ll stack them so high
And with no windows So that no one will be able To penetrate this heart again


Bedtime Goodbyes“Now I lay me down to sleep A sorry rhyme my soul doth weep Chanting, craving, wanting more, Please give what I’ve been searching for…Bedtime Goodbyes
Dreams of scandal, Dreams of lust Dreams of what I want for us…
Hopes for lovers, Hopes for fate, Hopes for whispers, dark and late…
Make me breathless, Make me plead, Make me want you, make me need…
Hold me closer, Hold me tight, Hold off morning’s placid light…
Keep me safe, Keep me warm, Keep me here until the dawn…
Wish I may,
Wish I might,  


Tithe To The DevilHe paid a tithe to the devil To let him in for one sweet, ethereal minute To let him see, taste, feel To let him be He saw fragile beauty Felt the emptiness and ecstacy of love Tasted sweet chaos He binged on power Pushed to ascendance Fell from apogee Trudged to mediocrity He loved and hated Kissed and killed Lusted When he paid a tithe To the devil with silken hair Crystal eyes and ruby lips Who loved him for the moment But never could mend His desperate, broken heartTithe To The Devil
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Drown the frown into a smile.
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[eugene is hungry]
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[it's so random, there HAS to be a purpose]
- schmeng o(';'
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[it's so random, there HAS to be a purpose]
- schmeng o(';'
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[eugene is hungry]
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[it's so random, there HAS to be a purpose]
- schmeng o(';'
My heart is filled it joy...or..something to that effect...
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"No matter how much you think you love somebody, you'll step back when the pool of their blood edges up too close."
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