Entries for February, 2009

February 5th, 2009

It's all temporary, baby. It's all going to go away.

I suppose many things would be easier and far less complicated if I were easily amused. Yes.

Posted by azlia at 11:36 PM in humerus | This is not a forum.

February 7th, 2009

Is this the right place, or the right time?

I haven't talked to you for some time. We've had brief, fleeting encounters with constrained conversations but I haven't talked to you for a long time. I think the girl left you a long time ago, and it's very bad that I haven't mastered the art of persuasion.
 
How do I say all the things I want to say when there's never enough time for things these days. Language style is also very important, I don't want to be misconstrued. Most of all, I want you in your purest form, and perhaps a little more serious than your default setting.

Let a new man have your old heart.

Posted by azlia at 12:00 AM in humerus | This is not a forum.

February 12th, 2009

I genuinely cannot and will not believe the audacity of some people.

I could kill.

Posted by azlia at 11:19 PM in humerus | This is not a forum.

February 27th, 2009

of minimisers and ridicule

My sense of self-reliance hasn't completely gone into hiding. I've been on my own, both in literal and figurative terms. Irrelevant slander and mere words can puncture thick skins and skulls, but as long as I have no need to prove myself, I ought to be fine.

This garment reduces the visual size of your bust by 2.5cm.

Technology (textile and whatnot), is a marvel. Frighteningly peculiar as well.

Posted by azlia at 10:35 PM in humerus | This is not a forum.

What the fuck are you doing here again.

Posted by azlia at 10:54 PM in humerus | This is not a forum.