All's not that well in Jennysviile(bleah?) right now.... I've got issues I need to resolve with Mel's mum, and the tiny trickle of life's sand grains that used to bounce off my head is now like quicksand, threatening to bury me alive.
I'm tiring... I'm truely feeling unergetic.
All these overwhelming layers of stress, life, disappointments etc are suffocating me, leaving me in a state of malaise. I'm an encumbrance to all.
I feel smouldered. Mirthless. Demeaned.
Hopeless.
About Me
- Koyuki.JenxGeR
She lives by 1 motto: "Why not?"
I love reading - Poetry, comics, fanfics, fictions, the lots. I scribble a little myself, even though I'm bloody awful- But that's why you'll see a lot of quotes from famous people past, or scribbles of my poems or attempts at stories.
Look at me above chest level, & perhaps you may recognise a warm-blooded woman in residence.
She laughs, she cries, she's a lady of whims, she's well-read, she loves her friends and her \m/ music. Come say hi.
Loves with a fury passion, but sometimes feel detached from the rest of the world.
"And never have I felt so deeply at one and the same time so detached from myself and so present in the world." - Albert Camus
Insecurity results in my trusty self-defence machination, so I appear headstrong, stubborn, self-derogatory.
Capacity for love is near despicable, despite being excessively wary and jaded at the moment.
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion
Attempting to understand the real me is akin to opening Pandora's Box, or maybe a can of worms... I might just surprise you.
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