I feel so beautiful right now
my belly sets straight, thin and hard, which allows me to wear this black tummy-exposing net shirt
my face, fair and without injures
my hair, strait, soft and bright
no unnecessary body-hair
and a perfect touch of jewellery and make-up
The pub serves free alcohol tonight, requiring the entrance fee alone, of mere forty Shekels
and in another place, a dear friend has expected my arrival, she had a birthday a few days ago
either choice would normally sound good to me
and yet, I don't feel like going out of the house
don't feel like imbibing the stares
don't feel like hearing the whistles and the car bips for me
don't feel like getting the stupid comments
or even elegant compliments
or the desperate foul flirts
don't feel like drinking my liver to death
don't feel like driving
don't feel like dancing
don't feel like feeding my gigantic ego
This week seemed like forever, but this weekend is slipping out of my hands and I don't feel like using its every moment. I am too indolent. There are so many things I wanted to do this weekend, and I don't seem to do them. I feel lonely and I don't feel like meeting friends. I can't find my hammer, and the original owner now wouldn't talk to me
I have decided, finally
my left wing will be draconic, and the right will be mechanical
that should make me a fantastic cyborg
Wings, why
freedom it is, for living without limits
This certain inequality, why
its the combination of the two beloved worlds of no limits, fantasy and future-tech
Draconic, why
the angel be good, the fairy/butterfly be neutral and the draconic be infernal an chaotic
I am Infernity (Infernal Eternity), and I would title myself Goddess of Chaos
And the sides, why...
ah it just feels right that way
It will probably take a few months or more, to design it perfectly and find some time for it and the wound's rest and of course the money
and to be sure it is perfect so
until then
...
I lost it
Now I'm sad again
I made another undone work on photoshop
בבלוג זה
בכל הבלוגים
כינוי:
Infernity
