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...just to add a little bit of black

Mon Aug 17, 2009, 12:36 PM
‘I have a plan, sir.’
’Really Baldrick? A cunning and subtle one?’
‘Yes, sir.’
’As cunning as a fox who's just been appointed Professor of Cunning at Oxford University?’
’Yes, sir.’
’Well, I'm afraid it's too late. Whatever it was, I'm sure it was better than my plan to get out of here by pretending to be mad.

I mean, who would have noticed another madman round here?’


- Blackadder goes forth

  • Mood: Sarcastic
  • Listening to: 'je suis un homme'
  • Reading: humans
  • Playing: with the beats of Lucifer's heart
  • Eating: from his eyes
  • Drinking: dew

winter

Wed Dec 24, 2008, 12:43 PM
"These baobabs and baobabs and baobabs some more....."

  • Mood: Noble
  • Listening to: 'garden in the ceiling'
  • Reading: the colour of the sand
  • Playing: with the beats of Lucifer's heart
  • Drinking: star dust

Devious Journal Entry

Mon Aug 18, 2008, 10:43 AM
"Reality is nothing but the ruins of a fairy tale."
- Lucian Blaga

  • Mood: Noble
  • Listening to: radiohead - paranoid android
  • Reading: mircea cartarescu - twins
  • Playing: with the beats of Lucifer's heart
  • Drinking: star dust

Let it be winter a little longer….

Sat Jan 26, 2008, 1:40 PM
There are only a few days for February to come. This is the last month of winter and it depresses me because after…the spring time comes again.

What are you saying Hatter? Yeah, I know it feels nice to cover yourself under the blanket of the bed; yes, it’s nice to glaze at the senseless fuss of the people in their blind desire to live; they don’t even bother to understand the meaning if one single word. I know what you think – they are boring – but it’s not them who have to pay for their choices – it’s us who are getting bored because of them.
Sordid child of my beloved, how dare you lay your head on my lap, demanding with watery eyes to play my fingers in your hair, to sing you to sleep when night after night it was you tie to do so. Is it warm to cuddle into someone’s embrace? Is it peaceful to close your eyes like a fondled child in arms that are not belonging to one of your kind? Aren’t these the questions that you wanted me to answer you? But, oh, why should I tell you the truth that I held if you couldn’t understand?


So come, you guileful guardian of mine, lets play switch in our bed while the world keeps counting time….

  • Mood: Hopeless
  • Listening to: lullaby for a stormy night - vienna teng
  • Reading: Nicollo Machiavelli - the prince
  • Playing: with my fingers
  • Drinking: star dust

ring the bell and stay in hell

Fri Oct 12, 2007, 6:22 AM
ok! I am officially screwed. I wist the rain will last for more than days. months; years. I feel like my most important chit-chat is with the clock in the wall. At least it says more interesting things that the other beings. yesterday I found myself purring like a comfortable cat, now I show my claws like a stay one. but it doesn't really matter - it's just abnormal me - and if someone is doing something for me be sure that it's because I hate him.

  • Mood: Vengeful
  • Listening to: placebo - something rotten
  • Drinking: from my patience

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