July 8, 2005

July 4, 2005

  • o Oo 78 oO o :
    which is better, air bubbles in water or water bubbles in air?


    INFAMOUS  inker : Air bubbles in water
    Cuz they look silvery And moves all wobbly and cool And they popp cooler Water
    bubbles in air is sluggish… And just kinda goes where ever and pops and its
    annoying when the juice gets in ur eye





    INFAMOUS  inker : Haha And also air bubbles in water
    reminds me of death
    It’s probably the last things people
    sees right before they die from drowning Their own last breaths… Leaving
    them… Carrying along with them the last bits of what’s left of their lives
    Pop pop pop And they’re prolly thinkn… Oh man I wish I had more of that
    Silvery bubbles leaving them





    o Oo 78 oO o : i liked water bubbles in the
    air coz of the rainbow-y tint the soap has on it



    o Oo 78 oO o : hm maybe i’ve been in my own bubble of reality

    INFAMOUS  inker : Maybe Haha

    o Oo 78 oO o :
    but now my bubble has popped

    INFAMOUS  inker : Yeah

    o Oo 78 oO o :
    and i’m all splattered in reality

    INFAMOUS  inker : U have to step outside

    o
    Oo 78 oO o : boooo i don’t wanna






June 28, 2005


  • “Friend is a four-letter word. End is the only part of the word I heard.” -Cake

    Why say hello if it’s only going to become a goodbye? I hate goodbyes,
    so I’m reconsidering saying hello. You know, in Hawaii it’s the same,
    aloha.




    I’m not the type to deal with goodbyes very well. Sure the time while
    it lasts is good. But the withdrawel will last equally long and
    twice as harsh. I’m a sentimental person, I’m a packrat, I like to keep
    things, and I get sad when I have to let things go. Except I don’t
    choose to let people go. They leave beyond my control.




    I’ve been really sad lately. Only because I miss those I’ve already said
    goodbye to and I’ve been saying even more goodbyes lately. I don’t want
    to say hello anymore because I don’t want to say goodbye. I’d rather be
    dependent on anime and food. At least I can always depend on those
    things being there.




    Everytime I meet someone new now, I feel like I can see the future. I
    feel like I can see our friendship ending, growing apart, drifting. I
    can see all good things coming to an end. So why even begin?




    Sorry to new people. You probably feel me pushing you away. Now you
    know why.





June 25, 2005


  • “I understand now. Happiness is a very simple thing. It’s
    you being there, and me being there with you.
    Happiness is about simply having
    that everyday.”
    -Sekachu











June 19, 2005

June 13, 2005

  • Frappacino + Good book + Warm summer afternoon + Sunset cascading array of elongated shadows = <3





    “As the sun sets, I am reminded it will be another day without you.” -pg122




  • I hate this feeling.

June 12, 2005


  • INFAMOUS  inker: hes not a good person… thus the horns,  in
    sooo much pain he cries tears of blood, so uncomfortable in his own
    skin… its being ripped straight off his face, its sposed to symbolize
    the society around him, his world is tearing him apart, i wanted people
    to see it .. and recognize painnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn, i used a
    really sharp knife and i put razor thing cuts all up and down it, for
    being cut up, when people see cut marks… they feel it, when i cut my
    hand up.. they have this expresssion on their face like they can feel
    it themselves

June 9, 2005


  • She shivers in the wind

    like the last leaf

    on a dying tree


       


    An old man dies.

    A young girl lives .



     

    A fair trade .


    She smells like angels

    ought to smell like.



     





    If she didn’t want you

    to feel a thing,

    she coulda done it,
    but she twisted the blade.


                





      


    Quick and quiet,

    that’s what makes the perfect killer.
               

June 4, 2005

  • “As we all know, the heart is the center of the body, but it beats on the left.
    Maybe that’s the reason why the heart is not always right.”

    “The greatest irony of love:
    Loving the right person at the wrong time,
    having the wrong person when the time is right,
    and finding out you love someone right after
    that person walks out of your life.”

     

     

    Gum art heart by Angela. Gum art hanging by Danyo.