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Time for Poetry...
Haiku? Me? You? DUCKS.

Finally, some peace and quiet. Here I lay, I rest. I'm...

Not a roasted duck. No, I refuse to be a pleasant apertif. I am not from France, nor am I a butler. I can...
"STOP IT!"

A voice from down under resonated in my solar plexus. One... Two... Three...

Nothing.

And all I ever wanted to do was sleep....
"This is worthless"
She stared down the silver barrel of her revolver. Scratch markes hid in her teeth as she poked around for that silly little speck of putty she once left down there as she burned off her fingerprints. Not exactly M...
Ok... I have one simple request...

If you don't want me to come back, tell me NOW, because I'm over waiting. I'm over the separation process, I've done what I have to do. I have wings of steel, and flesh and bone created from conc...
*sigh*...
Now, it's inevitable. Liminality and causality come together to create a deeper meaning, my training has come in ninja disguises and I'm ready to make everything explode. I'm happy, excited, and ready to be awake. Ninjas discuss this regularly now: H...
Only now can my current malaise be silent to nobody's treachery. Only double french doors, the TV blaring IHOP's strawberry "festival" of gross... and a body full of cooked and non-cooked foods, playing tetris with my emotions and throwing my sinus cavi...

Ow

*emo moment*

my body hurts so bad

my eyes are watering from stinging contact lenses

I hate this. So much.

And I have NOBODY to blame but myself...

Fuck this stupid fucking game... this retar...
Anonymity...
I sat down at the edge of my computer, waiting to figure out what to think.

Then it hit me.

Nobody knows what TRULY goes on inside my head...

So why not give them a little peek? A surreptitious glance at what a true ...
I think I may have a story forming here......
Who am I becoming? Do I mind? Not really. This is fun... she says shaking as her hair stands on end... rainbows of fractured lights and sparks come flying through my body as I spit back venom and carcinogens.

This is...
I forgot. Oh shit. Bye......
Boredom begone... I need to get high.

But, as my body will have it, I'll just have to writhe in my secret prison for now, until I can take my medicine.

One thing I could love to have... if it would work... is to be able to come...
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