starlite//starbrite

It’s surprising how lonely being lonely can be.

Like punching holes in walls

Can’t catch a break but the break always catches me

Nihilism

Just breathe

Just take one more step and you will disappear here

The promise of simplicity

The same word with different meanings

Just like how no can sometimes be a yes.

Standing 10 foot above the ground and feeling 3 feet tall

The wind blows through the leaves like you blow in and out of my life

Harsh, swift and without taking any notice

Where are we even going?

One foot in the grave, one mind in the clouds

Nonsense

Where are your shoes?

Are you packed?

Are you ready to go?

They’ve already gone.

de'lights

pen

The PEN Story from PENStory on Vimeo.

Olympus Pen. Its on my wishlist.
This is the Olympus PEN Story in stop motion. They shot 60.000 pictures, developed 9.600 prints and shot over 1.800 pictures again. No post production!

hiatus

Ah well I am now back at my mum's place. I wouldn't say living the sweet life but I am definatly eating better. Busy busy with christmas coming up what a better way to spend a 30 degree day but inside on the computer. right?
wrong. working two jobs is the shittest. Josh and I had planned to go to New York for his birthday but now unsure whether or not this is going to happen. which is terribly depressing. but nevertheless I am saving my ass off to go on a holiday ASAP.
I had an interview for the West Australian Academy of Performing Arts for the Arts Management course which I got into at the beginning of '08 but decided not to do so fingers crossed for me everyone. If I don't get in I'm going to work full time (boo) and then go away so either way I think I'm happy.

I had a confrontation with someone who plays a big part in my life AGAIN this week. And I really do think that might have to be the end of our close contact. The one major lesson I have learned from this person is that you can't trust anyone (sucks right?) yeah well it's true so get over it. It is human nature to LIE. I lie all the fucking time so hey, don't trust me. But honestly, you do really need to be very careful of what you believe these days. Even if its just the little things that don't matter that people are lying about. It's unnecessary and it's just plain rude. So be honest. Think before you speak. And love those people who you are supposed to love. Unless they fuck you over time and time again, in which case, fuck them right off. I love you!

2daysinparis

“Here it is. One more, one less. Another wasted love story. I really love this one. When I think that its over, that I’ll never see him again like this… well yes, I’ll bump into him, we’ll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been together, then we’ll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely. Almost. Always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drunk up, fool around. Meet one guy, then another, fuck around. Forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well. There’s a moment in life where you can’t recover any more from another break-up. And even if this person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can’t live without him. And even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else’s kisses.”

snap

an unlimited way of being...

Unconditional love is the strangest thing.

I've always associated it with parenting until tonight. I don't know if its just me, and to be honest I really hope its not, but I think that in this day and age it's so possible to have this feeling for someone not of your own flesh and blood.
It's different to "taking a bullet" for someone, that's not what I'm talking about. I mean when you and the other someone are having a fight, for example, and you yell and scream at each other, but underneath all of the anger is this .. feeling.. that everything is okay because it's not serious. I mean, the issue might be serious, but you know that if you tell them to fuck off, they won't leave you, and no matter how much they tell YOU to eat shit and die, you know that everything will be okay.

The best feeling in the world that I know is falling asleep and waking up next to someone. I don't know how I will survive going back to my parent's house and sleeping in my single bed alone every night. As terrible as it sounds, I honestly cannot recall a time when I was single, and I don't know how well I would function as a bachelor-ette. I am a hopeless romantic and yeah whatever.

I mean of course there are always times when we think that the worst is upon us and what we think are flashes of 'clarity' of what the HELL am I doing here? But (at least, I know) that I will (hopefully) have someone to sleep next to at some point in the near future, who (hopefully) feels somewhat the same way I do.

paint it noir

A WHOLE MESS OF IMAGES FOR A WHOLE MESS OF A PERSON!!!!!
SOME FILTHY, LYING, BASTARD OF A
SCUMMY RAT SACK HAS BROKEN INTO MY HEAD
AND STOLEN ALL MY TOUGHTS AND IDEAS AND
THEN, SOMEHOW
(THE LITTLE FUCKER)
HAS GONE BACK IN TIME
AND DISTRIBUTED THEM TO OTHERS!
OH, THE SADNESS I DO FEEL.
BUT NO LESS THAN THE ANGER THAT BURNS IN MY LOINS!!