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Arr, me hearties, today be a day of stuffs. And rum. Well, almost rum, blast it all. There was some, but it got drunked.

Began with mornin' of pains upon discovery of filthy state of ship's galley due to much carousin' and fun last night. Spent morning cleanin' like some frigging cabin boy and bemoaning the fact that there was no rum to drown sorrows in.

Lurched off to a gatherin' of sorts where I met up with me great piratical mate Annie the Awful. She had rum, but would not share it. And then she "commandered" me boots and pranced around bein' taller than me, completely unsporting. Came away feelin' slightly ill from too many vittles and with much plunder from the treasure hunt, which was good but had no map. And no gold. Or rum.

Watched a most entertainin' piece o' cinema by the name o' "Atlantis". More tresure huntin'. Lad called Milo actin' like quite the adorable nerd and lookin' shamefully nice with only 'is vest on. Damn animated strumpets.

*vocabulary dies*

There's something very wrong with my so-called willpower when my english oral is still not even a third done and I've just reread most of the interesting story arcs of Arcana (ie. those with topless Vincent) and am feeling pleasantly teary and romantic and not at ALL like working. Also spotted rubyd's guest strip :D

Why is it that there are so many more INTERESTING things I could be writing?

Tarot

Flick the cards over one by one
Maybe I shouldn't be
playing with a tainted deck, but
it makes it so much more relevant
See myself in cryptic flashes
coloured by a child's hand
Searching for a promise of
...what?
You can't name something if
you're not even sure it exists
So I won't say it out loud
even though I'm screaming
for you to understand it
To tell me that it's real after all
Tears gather on makeup that's
been on my face too long
Stereotypical black streaks
of mascara that was
only there to timidly ask for something else
For something to break the spiral
Always
damnably grey streaked with passion/scarlet
One card for yesterday, two for today
but save most of them for tomorrow
Maybe I'm finally breaking through to something
Maybe I was wrong after all
Maybe what I was reaching for was
a cry for something else entirely
Eyes so wide
Innocence in shattered bullets
disguised as strength
Singing without words with a voice
so high you might not catch it
Didn't know you could miss something
before you even had it
but that's what you get when pride dies
Or is killed, maybe, I don't know
Innocence, remember? Like a child
with hand outstretched for...
...for...
The cards are lying to me
I'm running out of time
and the spiral is nothing but grey
Take my hand and
lead me out of this