Touch Me Tonight

Deformed Emotion — Mon, 17 Apr 2006 12:47:36 +0400

Touch Me Tonight

Touch me tonight
Show me how to feel
Breathe on my skin
Put your mark on my soul
Let time play in slow motion

I want to feel
Every brush, touch
And burning pang of desire
Pulsating
Throughout my body

Led me out into the rain
And bring all my sense to life
So that I may feel
Every single raindrop
Upon my naked flesh

And when it's over
Hold me close
Wrap me up in your arms

Homophobia

Deformed Emotion — Wed, 08 Feb 2006 15:50:41 +0300

From a friends's blog, worth a read.

Homophobia and You:

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

The stupid things we do

Deformed Emotion — Wed, 08 Jun 2005 17:24:47 +0400

Earlier I was cleaning up my inbox by deleting a whole heap of crappy fwds that my friends feel compelled to send me and I noticed I had a lot of emails from my ex, so I decided to read a few. Big mistake. I know I'm not going to be able to sleep tonight coz I'm going to be thinking about her and all the things she said and did when we were together. All those little things that seemed so special and meant so much at the time but really in reality mean nothing at all. She'd probably take them back if she could because she never really meant them. I have no idea if she actually meant anything she said to me when we were still together and we still talked but I doubt that she did. And that's hard because I meant everything I ever said to her. Every single word, letter and full stop I meant them all.

The Irony

Deformed Emotion — Sat, 04 Jun 2005 18:49:04 +0400

I was just going through my old chat logs and I found this ridiculosly funny convo. Nobody else is going to get why it's funny but I'm going to post part of it any way.

2005 1:52:16 AM Murder the vodka:! did you love her?
7/02/2005 1:52:30 AM Vodka is your friend!: no
7/02/2005 1:52:40 AM Murder the vodka!: did she love you?
7/02/2005 1:52:47 AM Vodka is your friend!: yeah
7/02/2005 1:52:58 AM Murder the vodka!: did you break her heart?

Riiiiiiiiight

Deformed Emotion — Mon, 30 May 2005 17:48:41 +0400

Found this is Saturday's paper under the shared accomidation section. Found it rather...er...interesting...

DOMESTICATED homosexual required(or nearest offer) to share with busy working female in a 3 bedroom home in Rapid Creak. Call...

Somtimes I feel

Deformed Emotion — Fri, 20 May 2005 06:58:17 +0400

Sometimes I feel afraid to feel. Almost like I'm scared of my own emotions.

Totally Speeshal

Deformed Emotion — Wed, 18 May 2005 07:50:44 +0400

Well this morning I went into town to get a part for mum's car coz I kinda lost a part and I needed to replace it before she noticed. Anyway wouldn't you know it as soon as I got the new part I found the fricken old one! What a waste of a morning! So yeah if anyone by any chance needs a power steering cap for a EF Ford Falcon I have a spare one.

Don't you hate it?

Deformed Emotion — Mon, 16 May 2005 18:57:56 +0400

When people just stop replying to your messages?! Seriously is it that hard to say "I don't want to be friends anymore, I've found someone better, fuck you?" NO, I didn't think so. Harsh words I know but it's better than being ignored, at least then you know that you really don't mean shit to them. I know they're probably busy with school and work and whatever else but I'm sure they'd have at least one spare minute in which they could send you a message, even it's just to say hi. I'm sure if the friendship was something they valued that they'd have no trouble finding a spare minute or two. I don't know how many of you know that song goes like this-

You wanted to inspire me

Deformed Emotion — Fri, 25 Feb 2005 16:39:37 +0300

And you have. So while this is not actually about you, you were part of my inspiration.

There's people on all sides
They blur and drone past
The spin, they fade and fall away
I'm alone in my head

The perfectly printed letters
You think they're telling the truth
But they're just hiding the childish scrawl
Masking the child within

The crawl into your heart
And carve out everything inside

I have a craving for coke

Deformed Emotion — Wed, 23 Feb 2005 20:13:12 +0300

I'm sooo tired but I don't wanna go to bed coz I'll be lonely. Maybe I'll ring Ned up and make him come over(it's only 2:30 in the morning) and sleep with me so I can cuddle with someone and I'm not lonely :)

Work in Progress

Deformed Emotion — Mon, 07 Feb 2005 19:04:20 +0300

This is a small extract from something I am currently writing, just thought I'd share.

The morning arrives drab and grey but if you look closely you can see the sun's rays emerging and feel it's warmth as it fights off the grey. The sun doesn't always win though. Sometimes it stays grey and drab but as long as you can remember the sun's warmth and it's fight and carry that in you heart, then it doesn't really matter.

Arrgh

Deformed Emotion — Sun, 23 Jan 2005 18:41:50 +0300

My stupid messenger has died!

Good Day

Deformed Emotion — Thu, 20 Jan 2005 17:20:14 +0300

Today was a good day! My mum was actually nice and everything. She gave me my phone back and let me take my dog to the beach! I got rather burnt but I got to see someone speeshal and I got a hug yay! I had to let go though :( I'm going to go write a ridiculously long post about how good my day was elsewhere were certain ppl can't read it :)

^Pinky the Peanut^

Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Deformed Emotion — Fri, 14 Jan 2005 18:44:02 +0300

Turns out I'm never gonna be able to fly! I have big feet and small hands, apparatnly such a combination makes flying impossible not matter how hard you flap. Today has been a sad day :(

%PiNkY%

Can't Smile Without You - Barry Manilow

Deformed Emotion — Wed, 05 Jan 2005 07:34:41 +0300

CHORUS

You know I can't smile without you
I can't smile without you
I can't laugh and I can't sing
I'm finding it hard to do anything
you see I feel sad when you're sad
I feel glad when you're glad
if you only knew what I'm going through
I just can't smile without you

you came along just like a song
and brighten my day
who would of believed that you where part of a dream