Brain Food, Dear diary, Stories

#14

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Dear diary,

I had a dream last night, it was weird. I was a little girl, walking through a lavender field. With long red curly hair, dressed like a scholar. With a navy blue skirt, white shirt and stockings and a white-collar. The sun was up, so warm, yet so cold. Burning my white skin as I was moving forward, searching for something unknown yet so familiar … Suddenly started raining with big drops, hitting the ground hard as a war was starting between the sky and the earth. The two Goddesses, Sky and Earth fighting for the honor of the Galaxy with maces and shields, turning the field into a wonderful thunderstorm show. I can hear their screams while I walk away from the lavender field, wish I could stay longer to watch them fighting. I have to move forwards, something is calling my name, I hear it echoing into my head. I start running as the rain stops, so it is over. One of the Goddesses won, while the others are mourning the defeated one. The sun is shining again with all its strength, powerful as ever. Stunning me, burning my skin. I feel my legs shaking and trembling. I want to shout but I can’t.

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Brain Food, Dear diary

#13

*8 a.m. – the alarm is ringing through my sour dream.*

Waking up in a roller coaster. I’m up here in my little black outfit, black pumps and my J. Lennon sunglasses. After I’ll finish my coffee, I’ll be ready for another ride.

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Why are you hanging out there ? I see you abandon the field, afraid to risk, afraid to not get hurt. Afraid to not die. I saw you creeping around, maybe you’re playing hide and seek, maybe you want to run away like a coward … Do you like the winter ? I love coldness, white, snow. Winter is my boyfriend, but I’m in an love affair with the summer. When my soul is frozen, summer will embrace me. 

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Brain Food, Chit-chat

*blank space*

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I missed you Mrs/Sir who is reading thedarkpixxel. I went through almost two month block, couldn’t write, draw, no inspiration. I literally died (tho my heart is pretty pumping up things over there).

I’m working on a new drawing, hopefully it will be ready until 31st March and I have a dozen of story ideas in my mind … See, lately, all I want is to pleasure my mind, giving it all sort of foods. Some of them are poisoning, others are simply deceiving it. Guess you’re all doing it, right ? Especially on the night time. Oh pretty night when all sort of images and words encounter your brain leaving you sleepless. I could sit here ∞ in front of the laptop thinking of the title of this post which is currently right blank (and I might leave it like that because the last great adventure is you *smiles* )

Meanwhile, please visit my friend’s blog, she’s a great storyteller and awesome photographer !

(Plus, visit the new page about petit *random questions* !! )

See you next time !


Song of the day : Cold War Kids – Hang me up to dry

petit ☮

Brain Food, Chit-chat, Dear diary

#12

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31/12/2014, 4 a.m. – writing messages and playing my favorite stalking game, it should be the last one because I’m bored.

“Make a New Year’s resolution !”, they said. Well, let’s see, it should sound like this :

[] I want snow
[] I want to visit a new country, maybe Norway
[] I want more money (who doesn’t ?)
[] I want to read tons of books
[] I want to write more
[] I want to draw more
[] I want to make more artwork
[] I want to be more creative and inspired

 

But I’m not sure that this resolution helps, for the record those are just some words. “Oh but it will be fun, you’ll see.”, they said. Anyway I’ll do whatever I’ll feel like, I don’t necessary need a list for that. I’m sure that at least 80% of you out there reading this made a New Year’s resolution. I wonder, does it help you to keep it balanced ?

I think I just fell asleep, it’s 2 p.m. and still 2014. Maybe I really should clarify my goals for the next year ! Or … Maybe not. What am I a robot ? I don’t need an encrypted information inside of me to remind me every day which are my life goals. That’s hilarious.

It’s almost 12 a.m., alone in a corner, for the last 10 minutes. People are downstairs having fun, but I choose to smoke a cigarette on a song and dance smoothly to it and the cigarette is tastier than ever. Sometimes is so comfy to be alone there for a bit, just you and your thoughts. But next I wake up dragged into the crowd  with tons of “happy New Year”. Guess they made some New Year’s resolutions.


Song of the day :


petit ☮