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(no subject) [Dec. 4th, 2006|01:35 pm]
_itwasme
okay.

well..




not such a long time ago, there was a man, he will remain nameless, feel free to give him a name whilst reading.

and this man loved to drive, he had a small oddly rounded light blue car. he would drive around all day as fast as he thought he could handle. which was pretty quick, often going past friends houses and picking them up for a speedage.

his favourite ever was driving in the ice, however where he lived there was ice only in the height of summer at the top of a mountain. he would race downhill sliding round the corners within inches of clipping the edge and falling. he only ever performed this extremety when by himself, he thought it the closest thing to enlightenment and it made him feel godly.

the man had been waiting all year for the hottest, and therefore iciest day in the mountain, he had squashed his urges all year wating for one biig blowout race down this hill, he thought of reaching nirvana whilst blitzing down this gargantuant hill.

so he sped up the side of the mountain and reached the top, his heart pounding so loud it resonated through the little blue car and he felt at one with it.

he set of.

speeding he went down this hill as fast as he coulod manage he's never been this fast before it was amazing he felt simply magical,






FUCK... he shouted, as he felt the cars wheel skitch of the edge ever so slightly before righting itsself. "Shit that was close" he again shouted, turning back to face the road after looking back to see the edge he had clipped crumbling away behind him.

his relief was shortlived, as a split second after he looked back he was flying, then falling then crashing down the side of the mountain. he took it with surprising ease, he felt comfortable and calm, unnerved only by the fact that he felt like this!

the car was bounding down, it seemed to have the greatest of luck, as it was being smashed too a fro but not sustaining any real damage, however, he know, as he was sure the car did also, that once they reached the mid point there was no more mountain to fall down, simply a massive cliff edge and a perilous drop to a certain untimely death

they reached the edge and..




BANG.. well more of a THUD.

the man looked up, saw a mass of oozing golden slime, engulfing the car, he was immediately hit with the sweetest smell also, like sugar solution being poured into his nose and mouth, it started coming through the gap where his side window had smashed, he tasted it.. "what the fuck" golden syrup??


this relieved the initial shock of the fall, he was now confused as a bitch as to what the fuck he as doing in golden syrup, thankfull as he was for it had saved his life!

he tried the doors, all of which where jammed from the car being mangled by the fall, however one he pushed, it came ajar, but it pushed back, it was the mass of golden syrup outside pushing back against the care door, it was overpowering and he couldn't get it open, all the windown were consumed by the syrup also, he heard trhen a buzzing noise..

like a refridgerator n the night, however louder, a thousand times louder!

what appeared to be black dots were raining onto the car with considerable force, the were coming in fast, harder and harder until everything was black and quiet the car was covered with blackness with him inside.






there was but one onlooker who saw the next faitfull event.. he saw the car, however it no longer looked like a car, flying through the air, it was a mass of bees, they had been attrackted by the syryp and all clinged onto it, only then to fly away into the hot summer sunset.

that was the last anyone heard of the driving man.

no-one knows if he is still alove or dead, some rumour he is still flying, some say he is the bee king now.

make your own assumption.






a story of consumption by the thing you love, by sam.
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(no subject) [Aug. 14th, 2006|02:09 pm]
_itwasme
[Current Location |not home]
[I feel |italic]
[choon |junglingai]

ALL YOU>
~YOU ROCK MY WORLD. :]

:]

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lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove.

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(no subject) [Jul. 6th, 2006|03:16 pm]
_itwasme
[I feel |fulli'm on my period]
[choon |i love my chick - busta rhymes]

YES.

LONDON.


2MORO.

:]
:]


xo
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(no subject) [Jun. 23rd, 2006|01:03 pm]
_itwasme
global gathering
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(no subject) [Jun. 1st, 2006|01:37 pm]
_itwasme
today my parents say they want me to leave again.
fuckers.
how can they take me away from my life down there and then tell me to fuck off.

i don't wana be fuckin losers all my life like them.
and the only way to do so is to stay in college, requiring me to NOT get a full time job.





i do so hate being one of the unlucky ones.

if you want to bring something into this world the you have an absolout obligation to make sure it's healthy and happy


i need a london fix.
i am ACTUALLY coming down on the 5th of july, 2 after my b'day.

i hope everyone is ok and happy.
finished college etc.
please stay nice
please stay shining.
love
xo
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(no subject) [May. 28th, 2006|10:18 am]
_itwasme
hello london.

i have been smoking lambert and butler...


... marlboro lights remind me of you.


yes please :]



xo
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(no subject) [Apr. 23rd, 2006|07:32 pm]
_itwasme
i want wandsworth common.
and london




beerandsplifandprettygirls - wandsworth common is the shit
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(no subject) [Mar. 15th, 2006|08:54 pm]
_itwasme
please,

can
you




THINKOUTSIDETHEFUCKINGBOX  the box is grey like this.


a  kaleidescope  
of colours awaits... 

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(no subject) [Mar. 15th, 2006|05:51 pm]
_itwasme

I DONT WANT TO LIVE IN YOUR REALITY...




spend your life living for yourself, why just be a tool for someone else master plan.

i don't live in what is the 'real world'. whats the point.

i'm going to live in my world and only let things that effect me, effect me.


my friends are part of my world, things i care about or believe in are in my world....





i hope some of you understand  :]   :]

bigFATfuckinglove :] x 

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(no subject) [Mar. 13th, 2006|04:41 pm]
_itwasme
i've had too much to think.
well, not too much.

there are books - 'don't think too much'

govornment funded institutions.
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