Christchurch

[harraser]

I hate this place.

I awake, every day, to the stench of rotting plant matter.

What evil, misanthropic fuck would choose to build a city on a swamp?

A swamp is so much more than just physical ugliness. More than stink and rot and sludge. A swamp is as much psychic as it is physical. They suck your energy down as fast as if you had really stepped into a quagmire. They take everything that is beautiful, everything that sparkles in life, and spatter it with bits of stinking shit. Suck. Drown. Suffocate.

I hate this place.

The foul smelling air. The fog that comes as thick as quicksand as soon as the sun leaves the sky. The mud. The fucking mud that's EVERYWHERE!!!

I hate this place.

But there are moments of respite.

Flying through the air for a pike-sault into the foam. Pancakes on the floor, with cinnamon custard. Orange light at 10pm, pushing my body to do things that were inconceivable just 6 short months ago.

I could almost tell myself it's worth it.

It is worth it.

It is...




I've missed you too darling...

 

[IXinX]

Maybe i should just stick to auckland if i ever go to NZ

 

[colicolo]

i just got back from Auckland. In my two days i learnt that NZ is a very lush Green, chemists dont sell Ventolin with out a prescription and NZ loaders are all on smack.

 

[up all night]

Oh my god I miss every bit of you.

You are one of the few who I believe when they say they love pancakes on the floor. Stick around.

 

[up all night]

*bump*