Miss Von Trapp (missvontrapp) wrote,
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I have seen the future baby, it is MURDER!! (hehe)

Westward Bound Halloween Fetish Party Question:

Do I take this:



Or This:



I'm planning on going to the next Westward Bound Fetish Party (the Halloween one on the 30th) as a 'Bloody Abused Zombie Slut Doll'.

This basically means I will be wearing black steelboned corsetry, pvc 'belt', ripped fishnets, back-combed scary hair, living dead doll-type stagemakeup and a LOT of fake blood all over my arms, throat and between my thighs...

Only one decision left to make - ACCESSORIES.

No, not to murder - for me to carry.

If I take my life-sized severed head (old theatre prop) I'll look fairly dominant and suitably scary, and if I take my Snoopy, I'll look a little more submissive but it will give me something to cuddle if I get bored...

I don't know which image I want to portray this year - which would you choose??

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There is a crack in everything - that's how the light gets in...

Last night passed somewhat lazily whilst listening to Leonard Cohen. The first four hours of overtime I deafened myself with Rammstein, then switched at ten pm to something more sedate...

It's easy to see (hear?) Nick Cave's musical direction these days. Choirs and whatnot. N.C wants to be L.C lol!

Anyway, it was indeed a blissful and calm night, and I didn't even need too much of a caffeine boost halfway through. Don't know if it was the music and my lazy typing, or simply that my system is beginning to balance out the caffeine/get used to it and level out - and that I'm becoming more physically used to my college/work/4-5 hr sleep schedule, but I was actually feeling really good and not at all hyper or tired.

I'm now feeling on a level - though I'm not sure which one - it's taken a while to settle into since start of term but now I'm THERE...

Jolly good. That's all I had to say really.

*sips coffee and prepares for college*

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ANTHEM Lyrics

The birds they sang
at the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be.

Ah the wars they will
be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
bought and sold
and bought again
the dove is never free.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.

We asked for signs
the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed
the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
of every government --
signs for all to see.

I can't run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
a thundercloud
and they're going to hear from me.

Ring the bells that still can ring ...

You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum
Every heart, every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.


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I USED TO DO THIS WITH RUBBER BANDS AND SELLOTAPE!!

The 'Face Bra' is back...

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