Craving Catharsis

Barren smiles,

and beautiful faces,

all staring,

those hollow, dark eyes.

Only incoherent thoughts,

affiliated with gargantuan

misconceptions.

The harrowing notion

of your voice carries on.

And on.

And on.

And you keep plucking

my courage and

betraying my trust.

Photo: Yuli Sato

Excerpt from Paper Crowns

The eerie house was always filled with melancholy on the day of her birth. The persistence of memory creeps back and eats away at her fathers heart for the entirety of the faultless day. This year, intrigue over-stepped it's boundary. The girl heard the sobering sounds of her fathers weep from the other room, she made an inept arbitration to wander in. She was inherently often curious. Her father was sitting on the couch, holding a red paper crown, weeping a constant sob.

Paper Crowns is the short story that I'm working on for my portfolio.

Where In The World Are You?

I draw maps in the mud cracks, and stack pennies

In hopes of having enough to follow those dreams,

That I so often dream.

I’m like a sparrow – harnessed and flapping, waiting to take off.

I have an itch in my bones to get up and go,

That I just can’t seem to relieve.

For now, the sky is the biggest thing I’ll ever see,

So, I’ll document every shade it brings.

House Of The Haggard

"No shooters, no wine, no mixing drinks, no mixed drinks. Stick to beer."

Wise words from Papa Fast.

Due to last nights festivities, the house is eerie and quiet.

Chris had celebrated his 19th birthday, I'm certain he's wishing he hadn't celebrated it this much.

Regretfully speaking,

l.

Francis, Tu As Tant De Chose à Dire:

Rather than shining my shoes, I elect to alter for the better

(wishful-thinking)

A Book of Looks

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I've recently been invited to Lookbook.

I've been an avid follower of Lookbook for some time now, and it's refreshing to be able to post my own looks for a change.

Revived,

:Lindsey

P.S.

Bring on the good karma!

Surreal

Misconception: (m s k n-s p sh n)

n.

A mistaken thought, idea, or notion; a misunderstanding.

Wait, what was that you were saying again?

Judgementally,

:Lindsey

Anonymity:

http://www.formspring.me/lindseyfast

Ask me anything. It's anonymous.

Nighttime

The bearer of bad news.

Like an old friend who has always been out to get me.

It creeps back and a chill is driven through my bones.

I hear noises in the dark,

They whisper a solemn oath.

You live in fear of the vocalization.

Your speech slurs as you tremble.

You're faced with their utter of melancholy.

I am overcome with nostalgia,

As I have recognition of the whispers.

I hold these voices in my memory and do not forget,

The monsters that hid under my bed.

Channeling Lennon

"I don't believe in Elvis,

I don't believe in Zimmerman,
I don't believe in Beatles,
I just believe in me,
Yoko and me,
And that's reality.
The dream is over,
What can I say?"

See Yourself Seeing

We are cursed men.

Our souls gripped by an iron fist.

The hairs on our heads stand

In fear while we wait.

Wait we do with no distraction.

We wait for the bearer of the key

To unlock our minds and

Allow us to think freely,

Speak freely.

To unlock our spirits,

So we can fly away.

Fly we will,

Far away from this burden

That holds us back.

Natsume Soseki

"I wish. I could be born again. a person as small as a violet."

Carpe Noctem

Moonlight hits the corner of your eye.

I'll hear him as he sleeps,

His fever dream.

I render as I'm caught

Seizing the night.

I sail into the

Faceless twilight.

I will disguise myself as a

Sleeping pill,

And hold eternity in my grasp,

Until you awake.

Voeu Pieu

This is a place for me to reveal what’s hidden in my thoughts, one little notion at a time. A place in which I may post pictures, personal projects, written words, or simply whatever it is that appeals to me. I’ll gather my thoughts in hopes to create an enthralling web destination.

Enjoy (wishful-thoughts),

l.