Left the failure in yesterday.

"this is today, what will tomorrow bring?"

speak english or die

I have survived 10 days of working and partying in a row at the Ghent festival and suffering from a fucked up bio rhythm.
Ieper is happening in 2 weeks and I still have tons to do on my end.
The big Marquee stage tent is being delivered coming saturday (07/08) and we could use all help we can get to set it up, if you're around hit me up.

I'm missing Converge's Belgian clubshow tonight due to work and hungover collegues. FML.
Second chance finals are happening in just under 3 weeks so I need to get my shit together. ASAP.

In exactly one month my life will go back to normal... whatever the fuck that ever meant.
All hassling with school and Ieperfest should be over and I hope to find myself in this place


need to see this again


see you on the bright side
-peace

No arms will enfold you, no voice will say "There there, sleep and forget."

"The reason that I haven't been writing in this book for so long is partly that I haven't had one decent coherent thought to put down.
My mind is, to use disgustingly obvious simile, like a wastebasket full of wastepaper, bits of hair, and rotting apple cores.
I am feeling depressed from being exposed to so many lives, many of them exciting, new to my realm of experience. I pass by people, grazing them on the edges, and it bothers me.
I've got to admire someone to really like them deeply- to value them as friends."

"but sometimes it feels like it's just too much
the clashing in my head, it's just too much
the constant falling down, it's just too much
but we've been dwelling in these graves, far too long
take a breath, reawake, call forth the dread in your way
subdue, prevail, triumph over every fucking day
to persevere through is
what counts is that we struggle to find the
strength in our hearts to make the days
WHAT COUNTS! WHAT COUNTS!
this is the hardest breath, that we can fucking breathe
WHAT COUNTS! WHAT COUNTS!
is that we struggle to find the peace
that exists within our hearts"


-Dear friends, Sylvia Plath, Pat Flynn.
Thank you for getting me through the days.

yours sincerly

Lady Lazarus' Life-Sustaining Dance.

she dances alone.

developement.

Them geezers in MILES AWAY have a brand new song 'Ghost writer' off their upcoming 7" online and their new full lenght is about to drop real soon, so get into it.

BETRAYED have as well been doing some cool new stuff, check their new song 'Above the influence' on myspace, riffin'
pre-orders for the 7" are up through REACT RECORDS !

like air.

Herr God, Herr Lucifer, Beware, Beware.
Out of the ash,I rise with my red hair
And I eat men like air

~S. Plath

.अहिंसा

Veganism recognizes no expendable or superfluous species that humans are free to hurt or destroy. Species of life-forms need not justify their existence, nor plead for protection from extinction on the grounds of their potential usefulness as food or medicine for humans.