January 2012
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STREAMING GONJASUFIS NEW ALBUM AND HEAPS OF JISOM →
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Creative Nonfiction competition →
I first discovered Creative Nonfiction when I went into Magnation looking for a fiction magazine. I got told to buy a book. Instead of smacking the shop-boy in the face I bought Creative Nonfiction. I’m definitely going to enter into this competition. It’s time my story about Port Macquarie got some breathing time.
Coming to appreciate a nice drink of an evening after work, while everyone else squeals in the background.
My avocado feels very bruised, but I’m making up for it by making collages of girls with really long pubes and applying for apartments in Berlin. Please house me.
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If you're interesting in what i've been reading... →
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http://afinedeadsound.blogspot.com/ →
if you’re on blogger. follow me. i swear it’s better than this. maybe not? oh he.he.haw.
December 2011
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I'm turning my screenplay into a story.
I am Schrödinger’s Hairless Cat
His hands fondled the plastic open, running his thumbprint along its under-side, peeling it apart from the plastic cheese it covered. A brown wooden box sat beside him on the table and the plastic was laid to sleep inside it. The box smelled like he thought the outside would and he breathed it in. He tore strips off the alabaster cheese and ate them, his...
Wonder when you're going to realise you cant write...
Thinking about the past and how lovely people are
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I wrote an amazing essay about the winter and about Schrödinger’s Cat in my dream last night, but a ghost stole it, and I think that’s why, when I woke up I completely forgot it. I am very sad.
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November 2011
10 posts
Gestern Abend hatte ich einen Traum über Deutschland. Ich kann nicht Warten aber ich bin nervös. Es ist lustig, dass Wein man weinen macht. Mein Deutsch ist nicht gut. Mein Gott.
When in doubt, watch mean girls
Whiney whiney i wanna get better
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mir tun zähne weh
oder: Ich habe zähneschmerzen
I kann sehr gut Deutsch (nicht)
I have 69 followers. Hehe.
I just vomited and i can’t feel my tongue.
Has anyone else had a general anaesthetic? They are super weird. You’re awake and then you wake up, what is the meaning of this madness?
I love coincidences
I randomly select one seinfeld episode from the first 8 seasons and it’s the library and i’m reading tropic of capricorn. My mouth is fucked. Thankgod for anime or i wouldn’t get through this.
What is it about Ward Park and marriage? On two separate occasions someone has tried to get me to marry the person I was walking through it with. I don’t wanna! I don’t think a dog would make a suitable best man.
P.S Please don’t try and pull my bracelet of my arm, I know what you’re doing.
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Voice Boxing
Her mouth was this sucking, gaping hole, that pulled everyone around her apart. They felt layers of their skin peel off and submerge into her blackness, with little stars to see. It wasn’t long until they stopped speaking all together, she’d stolen their voices with her own, and made them quiet.
So quiet.
So quiet was the night-times of her mouth, where the moon was swept behind clouds and...
German Ostalgie, skin fetishes and Faust.
What do they all have in common?
University.
You think i’d be psyched. Not.
October 2011
13 posts
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scatology →
Quote: “Emma, you have the strangest interests”
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“He had a word, too. Love, he called it. But I had been used to words for a long...”
– As I Lay Dying — William Faulkner (via huginamug)
I have been reading everyone this quote for days.
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The Foot Fetish
Outside the pink neon sign flashing ‘tits, tits, tits!’ three boys appear and paper, scissors, rock.
Scissors cut paper, rock crushes scissors and paper wraps rock. No one wins, until they all win, when they decide to go in together. Dollars and sense are lost, but nobody minds.
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Watchmandaflewaway:
CLICK TO MAKE SOME MUSIC
i’ve never had so much fun.
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My book collection has recently reached over 160 books, of which I have only read about a third. Goddamn compulsions.
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http://afinedeadsound.blogspot.com/ →
Started a new, hopefully more polished blog. With mainly writing, none of this crappy reblog business. Except I don’t have the internet so it’s probably going to fail. Have a looksy?
September 2011
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August 2011
20 posts
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I started to write about Puppets, for if you know...
Under her nails it was dirty, little parasites were content to brood and breed there, all copulation and heavy eyelids. The subservient ones danced for all their kings and queens, prancing coquettishly and lamenting over their lost autonomy, but in wanting to please their rulers, took off their shirts. These parasites had even smaller parasites under their nails, who didn’t need to dance, or move...
