Read what I write and you'll find glimpses of the strange little world I live in.

Monday, July 2, 2012

How would you sum up your life in a paragraph?

 How I'd like to sum up my life in a paragraph- if it's possible.

Long hair, blue lips. Clean, black fingernails and loose shirts. Buttoned up collars and tucked in shirts. 60's brown hair and huge nose stretchers. Septum rings and green mohawks. Black lipstick and bloody necks, pink contact lenses and split tongues.
Glitter journals and leopard pillows. Perfect books and imperfect ears. A thousand scars and the scent of roses and honey. Sharp, piercing nails and the mixture of wine and blood. Sweat and bare skin, hairless cats and colourless rainbows. Candid personalities and bizarre outfits. Nine inch hooker heels and pure white snow with blood stains.
A bath filled with dead petals and hysterical laughter. Walks in massive, tropical gardens with a million different flowers and a dodgy five-minute sketch. The scent of antique books and sinking in a pile of sand. Throwing yourself in water and feeling alive.
Runny mascara and tangled earphones, sweet little hugs and sloppy kisses. Good with evil and evil with good. Dancing with angels and poker with the devil. Falling down hard and staring at broken pavements. Last minute proposals and two minute noodles. 

A life of disaster with a stain of glory.

3 comments:

  1. A heart that beats like the wings of a bird, blue eyes, a Cheshire Cat smile that refuses to let you in on what caused it.
    Well-worn boots, bite marks that never quite pierce the skin. Words, millions of them that never tell the same story twice. Sunglasses on rainy days, dog-eared books, black and white photographs and a sound track in my head (that I have no control over) that never ceases to play, even in my dreams.
    Belief that there is magic hiding just beyond the horizon of rooftops I call home - for now.

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  2. Dark eyes and an insatiable desire to dance-- a wild heart that flies at the witnessing of all that is magic.
    Dark hair and second-hand clothes that look like a Hollywod hippie. Red lipstick, tribal music, old tunes, piles of blankets, Buddha, punk stylings and determination to spread love to all things and people.
    Books and movies and blood and antiques and fantasy worlds and backstage romances and theatres with red curtains and fertility.
    Dichotomies of the universe. Good and bad and beautiful and ugly. Indulgences in bare-skinned adventures and swimming at night.
    Wander-lust beyond average proportions and astral planes of existence.
    Friendship!

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