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Beauty in sadness and despair.
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7th-Apr-2015 05:04 pm - [sticky post] HELLO
Hi. I'm Euodia ( you-dear) .

This journal is mainly a chronicle of my rage and disappointments. And bad choices in life.

Why would you ( the reader) even be here?

So yes.

This is me in my seething quiet rage here.
Rather than explooooode in my regular chirpy real-life self.
15th-Jul-2015 03:39 pm - Mars
Happiness exists only because it's being supported by the misery of others.

Like however much something is terrible or disagreeable or sad. Yet it inately satisfies a desire or need.

There is a fare amount of sacrifice necessary to maintain the front of happiness.

It's all an illusion.
And there we are.
Licking our wounds.
Be it privately or publicly.
7th-Nov-2014 09:42 pm(no subject)
Motherfucker.
23rd-Oct-2014 09:33 am(no subject)
You could burn brighter and hotter than the depths of hell with those pants.

Seriously? Seriously.
17th-Sep-2014 10:36 am(no subject)

Bitter heart, bitter heart.
Keep it all inside.
Bitter heart, bitter heart.
It's getting a little fragile.

15th-Sep-2014 02:28 pm(no subject)

What good am i?
I'm but a whore whose currency is the idea of 'love'.
I'm envious. I'm mad. I'm full of despair.
Of things that I shouldn't and could have done.
My being, just like a parasitical homonculus.
I'm always swept away, always pulled back.
Kind of like a yo-yo, or like waves.

If you truly know what you want.
Why don't you just crush my ideals now.
DO IT.

31st-Aug-2014 10:12 am(no subject)

Our little universe was built in this small room

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