I didn’t want to wreck anything. So I’m trying to improve my journal.
Vita Veil (Disastrous Antoinette) of Adlivun. 28. Classically Morbid Spinster sans Cat. Zine lover, Art and Craft Enthusiast. Dating Disaster.
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For some reason I decided that this Winter I’d dress like somebody my Mother could be proud to be seen with. It’s not that bad really. I dress it up with a lot of faux-fur and biker boots. I’m trying to find ways to customise these hideous ditsy dresses but they’re all made of the same awful fabric. Other than that I drink a lot, have a lot of text sex whilst avoiding the real thing and I’ve scratched all of the skin from my face because I can’t stand seeing myself in the mirror. Tidying my computer, making enchiladas and buying tampons has been the extent of my achievements today. I’ve nearly finished the Virgin Mary outline though.
0245am asked: aw thanks, it's a bit on the wonk and i look about 10 but i think i'm adjusting to it :) hope life/arty things are good with you x
I’m attempting mine soon *Bites nails* :P I’m making my Nan a Christmas stitch. A religious theme, but it’s my first in ages, weird how exhilarating a new project can be huh? Keep it pretty Doll x
r9il72e108m asked: What do you do when you don't know what to do? When things that have given you comfort in the past no longer suffice? I'm sort of at a loss at this precise moment, I'm sorry for imposing my confusion/negativity on you, it's not what I'm trying to do. I just wanted to hear your thoughts (on this).
Doll I’m a drunk, I took a bunch of Tramadol earlier in a weird attempt, thankfully it just made me high. I think the best thing is to do what you’re doing now, reach out to people who know what it’s like, keep trying, do what works until you can find something better. If weeds helps, keep it until you find something else. Don’t let things break you down. Rape, assault, heartbreak, failure, these aren’t you, these are things that happen, they can’t touch you. I don’t let them touch me, not deep down. You can talk to me any time x
I wasn’t going to dress up for Halloween, even though I was attending a party but at the last minute I decided to give it a try, so everything I’m wearing was part of my wardrobe already, I just picked up some fake blood. I think it worked out remarkably well. Too well actually, nobody told me there would be children at the party and I made one of them cry hysterically, she refused to believe it was fake. I’ve never seen anybody cry that hard, that fast. She was not comforted when I showed her that underneath my wig my hair was green. I am Lavinia from Titus Andronicus. Aggy, my five month old puppy, loved the costume, when I returned home drunk she spend half an hour chewing on my fake bloodied stumps.
Are there any cross stitchers or needleworkers out there looking for a friend? I’m lonely over here.
OHMYGOD LET ME LOVE YOU.
I can never have enough stitchy friends.
Yay for stitchy friends :-D
I created another OkC profile. it seems rude to say I want pretty people to talk dirty to me but that’s pretty much what I want today.
Song # 18 Heavy Bangs All The Girls
This is the best cheat possible. No, I did not write this song but instead of recording my own stuff tonight, I was asked to record a demo for the best new band in Philly, Heavy Bangs. We tracked instrumentals live and then Cynthia and Laura did vocal overdubs. I think it sounds awesome and I’m selfishly stoked that I have this to listen to.
If you are interested in seeing the bangs live, they are participating in Philly’s First Time’s The Charm, in which 17 or so bands play their very first shows.
surrender now to the cult of Heavy Bangs