Just did some much-needed cleaning out of my gallery. And am now doing a much-needed update of my journal. Mostly because i'm tired of looking at the other one that's been there for over a year now.
Hooray for shit-tastic poetry.


Papier du Mur I never get the color of your skin exactly rightPapier du Mur by ~anbaric05
when I paint you in my dreams.
I think it's because you're a chameleon on the wall
crawling in and out of my life.


New I wane to dreamless nights,New by ~anbaric05
No umbral forms their captures take;
And when the morning star alights,
Your eyes watch the day break
In mine.


what time is it Today, even the sound of the water hitting my skin hurt.what time is it by ~BubbleGumThug
It's starting to get more, and more tiring everyday to be human.
The constant circular motion of everyday life is starting to wear me thin.
I feel like i'm standing still in my life while everything, and everyone swirls around me.
Is this where life begins?
I don't have many definite things in my life at 19.
I have a love life, a job, and friends, but time and life has taught me those things aren't always definite
I have family and a house for now, but i will be leaving that behind in a few months, and taking a gamble on love. please dont let me down
am i making the righ