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what does anything matter? February 18, 2011


“I didn’t want anything to do with anything back then. All I wanted to do was lie on my bed and stare at the ceiling. I had no idea where this lethargy of mine had come from, but in the three weeks or so since school had finished, I seemed to have got into the habit of not doing anything at all, and I was finding it a hard habit to break. Getting up late every morning, hanging around the house for hours, sitting out in the sun for a while…maybe reading a book, or maybe not. What did it matter? The way I saw it, the days and nights would pass whether I did anything or not. And they did. The mornings passed, the afternoons passed, the evenings turned into sunset nights…and, before I knew it, I’d be lying on my bed again, staring at the ceiling, wondering where the day had gone, and why I hadn’t done anything, and why I still couldn’t bothered to do anything now.”

– Black Rabbit Summer, Kevin Brooks

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Treble January 10, 2011









 

Day 13 – 60 Day Challence December 28, 2010

A fictional book

The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
Slow descent into insanity. Too good to write anymore about. A must read!

 

Cyclical December 23, 2010

Filed under: My Life — prisingh @ 12:42 pm
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It always fascinated me how people go from loving you madly to nothing at all, nothing. It hurts so much.

When I feel someone is going to leave me, I have a tendency to break up first before I get to hear the whole thing. Here it is. One more, one less. Another wasted love story.

I really love this one.

When I think that its over, that I’ll never see him again like this… well yes, I’ll bump into him, we’ll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been together, then we’ll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely. Almost.

Always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drunk up, fool around. Meet one guy, then another, fuck around. Forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well.

 

Revenge December 22, 2010

Filed under: My Life — prisingh @ 2:36 am
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They say that happiness is the best revenge. It’s true.

 

It hurts knowing that you are happy now without me.

 

Oh god if you fall in love with someone else I could just die.

 

I could crack

Filed under: My Life — prisingh @ 12:52 am
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I’m officially turning stone cold.