No, i don't want to give this a title or think of any lyrics that go with it.

*Bangs head on keyboard: yhuukljxbkljhxdñlv *

Why.
Can't.
I.
Write.
Anything?
???

I start something but scrap. It's not good enough, or i find it boring or it's just lame. This is lame too. Seriously, but it's a survivor i guess. I need to write. I need to *zvoga*... and i CAN'T!!! this suckssss. Ugh ffs.

*Slams laptop head thingy what ever it is down & storms out of bedrom*
..Fucking hell!

untitled

And you are my muse
my inspiration
when i write
my pink my black my blue
when i draw
my sky
my horizon
broadening my limits
making me go further
try harder
when i sleep
my dream
in my subconscious
when i paint
my color my brushes
My feelings
in patterns
on paper
they splatter
colors
and words
and thoughts
and dreams
my hope
my wake up call

This is how i see it i feel it i want it don't change it. Don't add stops and breaths just read it feel it be it!

Peace and Love,
Torii xo

You're the only song i want to hear..

I looked at him, his eyes stoking a fire so intense it could burn a hole through the sun, which was now positioned in the middle of the sky. Its rays were dividing us, splitting right through the middle of us like hot, freshly sharpened swords. Despite the smile that was gradually coming into place on his lips, his eyes restrained from morphing into a lie and told me of sad tales and worrying circumstances.

I was scared, almost, to peep through the windows of his deep black pupils any longer as they looked back into mine giving me the feeling that he could read me- My soul. My thoughts. My feelings. He reminded me of a song, I will possess your heart. So dark, so moving. Yet so beautiful and caring. The tunes of this song repetitively rang in my head like the church bell's toll on a cold dead day. He was so hard to read and was written different to Shakespeare's yet just as equally poetic and meaningful. Different to that of the east yet equally artistic and different.

He is real but abstract and lights up the room despite his core's darkness.

Peace and Love,
Torii xo

Don't let me drown..

I feel- depressed.

I don't know why. I just want to crawl up into a little hole and cry. Everything sucks at the moment. Malta is shitty as ever. I want to leave. I need to leave. I want to go Edinburgh or Germany..or Belgium. Anywhere is better than here. Three people too many have died. My uncle, Alex's dad, and a friend. The guy that i like definitely likes another girl- i don't know who. Everyone keeps asking what's wrong. All the people apart from the one person i actually feel like talking to. I was about to talk to a friend over facebook chat and just when i said hey, facebook decides to tell me that she's offline. What. The. Fuck? My parents aren't even capable of noticing when i'm upset. No. A priest who barely even knows me has to notice.

Yuck. I sound like freaking emo. I'm not. Know that. I'm also highly against them, but everyone feels upset once in a while. And, like a friend of mine said, Depression is second nature. My stomach is currently hurled into tight tight ball and it feels like a hand in there holding all my food from lunch stuck in my throat. I want to puke. I can't. This girl keeps talking to me on msn adding lol after everything and she's pissing me off big time. She's a friend of mine. She's sweet. I don't feel like her now.

I'm off to blankly stare at a screen which words come out of in co operation with the moving pictures on it.

Peace and Love -- This part was just out habit
Torii xo -- This too.