So now that the complete mindfuck that was the assessments period is over and my brain is resolidifying inside my skull I feel like I should get back into blogging.

Problems with this include the fact that unless you're utterly fascinated by the precise difference between a dactyl and an iamb I really have little to say.

So, what to do? Here's a poem from the archive:

Lia

You. My friend. My madcap keeper

I am a little in love.

Not like that- not with you.

But with your toxic, bright-black

zest for life

You. Snap crackle.

Sour apple vodka shot

making anything possible at 1 am.

Little goddess; blowjob queen

Morrigan with a golden heart

Thanks for making me laugh, cry, smile

Thanks for your babydoll eyes rimmed in kohl.

For bitching with me by the Seine,

For buying scarves in old Lijiang

For being the type of girl

who screams “Free Tibet” from the Great Wall

Zombie Jesus Day 2013

Things learned in 2013 so far:

1. Hard work is hard.
2. Running away from problems is bad, but fun. Sometimes.
3. I am not built to be someone's boyfriend.
4. A love of classical music and a love of lyrical poetry inevitably leads one down a rabbit hole of industrial post-punk glorious gothiness.
5. Inspiration is a bitch. But I love her, and I ain't treating her right. Inspiration is the girl you don't tell your parents you're dating because they know she's no good for you.
6. Bitches be crazy.
7. Winter is not coming. It has FUCKING MOVED IN AND KEEPS EATING MY NUTELLA!

Here's a little PJ for your weekend.


Happy Easter everyone.