Pelle & Vertigo

V - [OWL to maggie o'conner]

Thu, 28 Jul 2005 01:21:08 GMT

Hearts and Bones

a skeleton forms the cage
for my beast of a heart

in the zoological menagerie
that is life's eyes

i can not help but thank
ye gods, for this feeling

for there is pulse again
in this lonesome cage

the zookeeper is amazed,
how did two caged animals,
break out? together?

to mate?
to tangle?
to love.

Maggie,

This is the first thing I've written in months. I thought I would share it with you. You are the inspiration. I love you.

Vertigo

Joint.

Sun, 20 Mar 2005 16:55:50 GMT

Shock! A joint entry.
Well not as shocking as the fact that we are in the same room together.
Shut up.

What has possessed us to do this, sister darling?
The fact that our lives suck?
Exactly! So we're going to mutually rant about how lonely we are...
How we can't get laid.
And how we're planning to get smashed tonight.
I don't care who walks into the club, I am fucking him and I am fucking him hard.

In honor of your photo spread?
Of course. (To the general public: pick up your new racy TeenWitchWeekly with a wonderfully whorish me on the cover and inside.)
She shows her tits.

I do not! Well, the sides of them.
And you're in your knickers. Dad's upset.
Is he really? Well he can stick it up my ass. Just like the first man I see in the club tonight.
You're going to get yourself into trouble.
And what about you? Do you plan on going out with your lover Cole? Pick up men at the local drag hangout. I think not.

Cole's not gay.
Not yet, dear brother, but within a few months, he may be saying that he's settled down with a lovely man and they plan on adopting.
Shut up.
Make me.

Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.
What, being friends with Cole?
NO! Jeez. The joint entry thing.
You can complain too. See? Floor's all yours.

I miss Angie.
Wah, wah.
I thought you said this was my turn.
I am reacting like any other audience member would.

Fine. I still miss her. My songs all suck, I'm sexually frustrated and I can't get fucking laid in this godsdamned school.
Go back to California.
Maybe I will.
I was joking.
I'm not.

Please don't.
And why not?
I can't be ALONE in my misery.
Sure you can. Or if you can't, go visit your ex who's in the Hospital. Go bother him.

Yeah, sure. With my luck the only thing he remembers is how much he loved 'dearest Elizabeth'.
What's wrong with love?
Wanker. I'm going to get ready.
Bitch. Don't leave the people without an ending.

Pick up my magazine.
You suck.

P- Leaving

Sat, 27 Nov 2004 16:34:02 GMT

So this is it.
Leaving.

I never imagined I'd ever write something good. Now that I have I have to say I'm a bit worried. I grew up around the industry but I feel so lost now that I'm in it.

At Christmas, I'm leaving for about 4 months in the states. Dad's booked recording sessions just about everywhere, and they're going to try to push my career. I'm scared.

I have to leave Cole, who just fucked up his knee again, and is dating Mallory (WHAT THE FUCK, mate!?)

I have to leave Angie, which tears me up inside because I love her so much.

And I have to leave Vertigo. Who I've never been apart from for more than a week.

This is so hard, but that's why they call it a dream, right?

V- is it so far from a starlet to a star?

Thu, 21 Oct 2004 21:18:02 GMT

So apparently people (person) are (is) worried about me.

I assure you all I'm ~~completely fucked~~ fine.
Better than awhile, actually.

Hayden is wonderful. Speaking of which-

[OWL TO HAYDEN]

Hayden,
I'm so sorry I haven't been around. You may be wondering where I've been and what I'm doing..
I'm going to be okay, I know it but my father is upset, naturally.
I'm glad I told him but it will be a week until I'm back at school full time.
Hopefully I'll be able to see you this weekend, but until then know that I do miss you.
Alot.
Yours,
Your Dizzy

P.S. Daisies are my favorites.
[/OWL]

Have to go again.. am too tired to think being juggled between the mansion and school.

Talk to Pelle if you need me- he knows how to reach me.

P- Songwriting and Mischief

Sat, 16 Oct 2004 20:51:25 GMT

I wrote a song today. After I was with Angel.. I don't know if it's good or bad or indifferent but I haven't written anything in ages.

I owled Dad a copy of the lyrics and he's gonna look it over. I tried recording it but remembered the equiptment was in V's room and I went to see her and well.. the walls were shaking again.

Now I don't have anything wrong with my sister's activities but she didn't even use a silencing spell.

Whatever.

So the recording will have to wait until she's not occupied.

P.S. Angel Mackenzie is a goddess!