In our bedroom, after the war

Greeting, earthlings!

I’m avoiding revision again. Crazy, that.

Anyway, I come bearing gifts. Not a particularly good one...I just thought it would be nice to set up a blog with bits and bobs of my writing, in case anybody is interested! Nothing long (not that I ever manage to extend my creative writing into anything that falls under the category of ‘long’, heh) primarily because Html kills me slowly. So probably most of it will be poetry or random sentences I sluggishly write in the book by my bedside when I’m trying to fall asleep.

By all means criticise it if you want, since making things public holds no feel of grandiosity or ideals of talent beyond that which practice implicitly shapes.

Also, I have to add that the people in my writings are not me. Most of my writings, as random and incomprehensible as they may seem, haha, probably have a whole backdrop. I won’t write any sort of clarifications alongside them but if you want to know what the hell I’m on about, ask :).

That’s about it! I have to go revise biology now. As if today’s exam wasn’t awful enough. Though to be honest one of the questions just has to take the prize:

If a young girl is experiencing jealousy towards her father, Psychoanalytic theorists would believe it to be:

a)chest-hair jealousy

b)muscle jealousy

c) maturity jealousy

d)penis jealousy

....Yeah. LOL. Take a wild guess at which it actually is. I read the first option and had to bite my lip so hard not to burst out laughing. I can just totally see that in comic form.

The shiny, rainbow chest hair of win!

LOL ok, I went to deviantart to see if I could spot a picture that mirrored what I was imagening and found Sir Gayer and Mr Gaylord on the way.

what the freaking fuck man.

LOOOL.

ah the internet. a wonderful source of culture and other such chiselled things.

:D

and when you bring your lips to my ear, I can hear the sea

I don’t feel alright in spite of these comforting sounds you make

Well I’ve been here before, sat on the floor

They’re calling out, come on lets go

Hold the gun way deep down

Don’t let the silence get you down

If it makes you less sad I will die by your hand

Vacuous bird, where are you now?

December starts on Sunday, next Sunday

And you can try to fight this all you want

Running just as fast as you can

Lately I’ve been measuring

Do I love you because you treat me so indifferently?

She was still sleeping, the problem will stay

So it's grey, well so are my favourite cities

And it feels right this time

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That was two memes in one. First Lyles' band-cover one, and secondly thats a song made from the first phrase of a bunch of songs in shuffle. I did cheat a little in the second one- switched two of the songs around, but it just sounded so much better that way :3 Title is all mine though :)
If you like the meme- DO IT!
<3

Freestylingtheassoffyah

Ok guys, are you ready to love me a little more?

A few days ago I was gonna take a shower (Apparently this is when I write blogs now O_o) and I thought ‘hey man I need to write a bog!’ So I sat down and was like –durrrr dunno what to write. Now, whilst studying I’ve been putting on so many youtube playlists that all I could think of was making it into a typical vlog thing only they always end with a song so...I had to make up a song. I’m not so good at that. So I just pulled it out of my ass. I giggled for a bit making it but 5 minutes later got bored, saved it and hopped into the shower. But I just found it and decided it’s so absolutely awfully wonderful that it must be hurled into blogworld, as a special thanks to all the birthday wishes that really did mean a lot to me cause despite the fact that I wanted to downplay my birthday- and succeeded, somewhat- its the day my mum usually makes a fuss because I can’t be bothered so I was like :( but then you all cheered me up (little doggy and her mum called and as I picked up, not knowing who the number belonged to, they started shrieking the birthday song and I was like *omg the gremlins have finally come to get me!!* But no it was the wonderful surprise of sisterhood XD) and I also caught up with Cecil SO,

Here it goes!

It doesn’t have cords or notes or anything, by the way. It’s a new genre called freestylingtheassoffyah and its so cool it doesn’t even exist yet.

The song is called ‘my hands are made of clay so please don't eat me’. please sing along!

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I fell in love the other day when I was sitting in my car

Looking out the window at the spots around the sun

The boy paused by the hood and when I looked

His eyes were dotted like an afterimage spook

I stared at him long until he got creeped out

And hastily looked away before my blush sprang up

For weeks and weeks and weeks and fourteen days

I watched the boy from far far away

‘Mr Cauliflower Head’ I called him in my mind

He was so perfect I pretended he was mine

Until voyeurism just wasn’t enough

I had to hear the lovely voice that had crawled into my heart

I said “Mr Cauliflower Head why won’t you love me?

A want to cook pieces of your hair, can’t you see?”

And he said, “Cause you call me Cauliflower head;

My name is Spock.

I like grunge electro and eating magic rocks.”

I looked at his bento which was all wrong,

The dividers were unmatched and the rice looked like a sponge

“Those aren’t rocks those are clams.”

“Shut bitch don’t interrupt my jam!”

I set his head on fire and cooked it medium-well

He wasn’t my type, that much was clear,

So I left him alone, gasping in pain and feeeaarrrr

On the way back home

I met Bowzer and he went “yo!”

I thought he wanted to eat me cuz his teeth were bared

Until I realised he was just smiling like a crack-on-bear

So I waved back and hit a box

And out popped a mushroom in all my luck.

Its eyes popped open and then it said,

“Hey Marina hows it hanging, you’ve been one-upped”

I ate his face with morbid relish and slowly smiled

until I realised the consequences were rather hellish

My hands had turned hairy and my nails had grown

I stared down in horror and started to moan

Inside my belly the mushroom laughed,

“You’re closer to being a cat now!”

And that is that.

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Hahaha,

LOVE IT, HOMIES!

PeeEss: (takes on mystical storytelling voice) and they say if you say something nice about me in the comment section the moon will turn into one great meatball and no one will ever go hungry again...except the vegetarians...and also we’ll all die from meat cancer.

...oh well!

:D