Pastel hair

I seem to love it more and more. The internet is really intro the trend of pastel goth, fairykei and pastel things in general these days. Which really delights me because I adore pastels. Especially pastel hair! I wish I could have pastel hair as well. But probably a wig ^^

This definitely reminds me of Luka's hair. I love the length~

And who can exclude pastelbat? Definitely not me. She's the goddess of all things pastel and pastel gothic.

Wednesday Addams fanart

Wednesday Addams fanart and cosplay

Japanese question words

Now, this blog isn't dedicated to Japanese but I like to use it to express my tips on learning and to share what I've learnt. 

Questions will generally end with ka か. Think か as a question mark. You can turn any statement into a question by adding か at the end.


あなたは 日本人 です 
anata wa nihonjin desu. 
You are Japanese

Now, by adding か we can turn it into a question. 


あなたは 日本人 です か？ 
anata wa nihonjin desu ka? 
Are you Japanese?



Specific question words:

なに or なん*
Nani/nan
What?


なん です か？ 
nan desu ka? 
What is it?
なんじ です か？ 
nan ji desu ka? 
What time is it?
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どこ 
Doko
Where?

どこ です か？ 
Doko desu ka? 
Where is it?
___は どこ です か？ 
eki wa doko desu ka? 
Where is the ___? 
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どなた or だれ 
Donata/Dare
Who (formal)/Who(informal)

だれ です か？ 
dare desu ka? 
Who is it?
かれは だれ です か？ 
kare wa dare desu ka? 
Who is he?
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どちら or どれ
Dochira/dare
Which?
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どのように
Donoyouni
How?

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いつ 
Itsu
When?

いつ です か？ 
itsu desu ka? 
When is it?
いつ いきます か？ 
itsu ikimasu ka? 
When are you going?
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どうして or なんで or なぜ
doushite/nande/naze
Why?
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いくら
Ikura
How much?

いくら ですか？
Ikura desu ka?
How much is it? 

いくつ
Ikutsu
How many?

Halloween is over :c

This was my halloween costume. I was quite happy with it. As you can see, I have an ice-cream headband. I'm head to toe in pink sweet lolita. My outfit was nominated for best Halloween costume xD but every day is Halloween with me...

LOL. Yes, my friends had a real kick out of it. Me holding gloomy bear with Matthew trying to lick my ice cream D:

Half of my face is smudged with red lipstick and half is stitched up with black eyeliner.  Half of me is scarred and permanently broken. The other half is in pain and bleeding. I just thought it was an interesting concept. I had black eye shadow on and used black gel eyeliner on the corners of my eyes.This is a wig, btw. Plus add the sweet doll aesthetic and you have something more. 

So many people in my school dressed up which wasn't expected due to my school's reserved nature. Quite awesome costumes, might I add. From left to right: Me, rabbit, Tony Stark, ?, Morph, Pippin long stockings, a cheetah. I am not quite sure. These were just some of the nominees. There were teachers who dressed up as rabbits, zombies, Jack Sparrow... oh my god. It was just awesome. I spent pretty much my study period just taking photos with friends and messing about.

More Japanese in your life

Want to use Japanese more in your life? It'd be easier to catch along to things and it'd be useful to know the names of every day objects. This post won't focus on the cultural side (so I won't be telling you to use chopsticks more) but on the linguistic side instead.

Some tips:

• Replace your labels in Japanese
• Subscribe to those daily vocabulary newsletters. Click here
• Change your social networking site (fb?) to Japanese
• Change your phone language to Japanese
• Memorise one new word/phrase a day and try to incorporate it in your conversations
• Read, watch anything with Japanese in it (manga! anime!)
• Read and translate Japanese children's books
• Buy from Japanese brands more often (Daiso)

murder in pink?~

murder in pink?~ by plate-of-tongues featuring hello kitty jewelry

Meteor Shower~

Tonight, I was visited by my brother, who wanted to look out my window at the sky.
He told me to turn off all the lights in my room, and close my computer so the unnatural
light would not obstruct the clear night sky.
Once all lights had been turned off, I finally joined my brother on my window ledge,
and asked him what was going on, to which he replied 'Tonight is supposed to be the final night
of one of the year's best meteor showers'.
It was not uncommon that my brother would come into my room, looking out of my window for
shooting stars, - at certain times of the year of course; he doesn't just barge in randomly seeking
meteors.
We sat watching for a few moments, before he began to tell me that he had seen flashes in the sky,
and they were too faint to be lighting, not to mention the fact that no clouds were out.
It wasn't long before we saw one of these flashes for ourselves and - despite the time - decided to sit
out in the garden, and watch the meteor shower; my brother settled himself into the garden chair,
and I took a pillow from the house, and lay on the ground (Fortunately, the weather today has been
warm, and the night was rather cool; not bad conditions for meteor watching, I'll have you know).
After seeing quite a few of the flashes, I asked my brother what they actually were, to which he
replied that he had no idea, but that was yet to come. After a while, we began to see small, and
gradually better, and more spectacular shooting stars, which only lasted seconds, but were worth
the wait to see.
In between falling meteors, my brother and I began talking about the universe, life, and the stars
themselves. Despite the night being extremely quiet, save for the distant sound of cars, we were
whispering each time we spoke, probably my brother's way of making sure we didn't wake up the
neighbours.
After seeing a particulary amazing meteor, me and my brother began discussing dark matter.
He told me that, in theory, it has to be there. Our galaxy moves at a certain speed, he said, that it
shouldn't be going with the amount of 'stuff' that is in it, and, if dark matter was in our galaxy,
then it would exlain why we are moving at so-speed. He said that, 'Think about it; maybe entire
stars, planets, and maybe even lifeforms, could be made out of darkmatter... a planet made entierly
out of dark matter, inhabited by dark matter lifeforms, could pass through Earth, and we would never
know... dark matter is the opposite of everything we are. Its simply undetectable by us..'. This got me thinking, and I replied 'So, that would be a reasonable argument for ghosts- well, not ghosts per say. Humans define ghosts as those who have died and remain living in a sort of 'limbo' or haven't yet
moved on to a afterlife. What I'm saying is, that dark matter lifeforms would be the same concept; they exsist without our knowing, but we still have that theory that they exsist..'.
We carried on talking about complicated things that, eventually, made my head hurt, due to the
complexcity of what my brother was suggesting, such as time working not just in 1 dimention, but in all 3.
After seeing two last meteors, the time got to half past 12, and we decided to call it a night.
All in all, it was all very peaceful, I'd love to make it a yearly thing..

My hospital bracelet

From my suicide attempt. It is so daunting when I look at it.

Bisexual - My own story and views.

The only people I've ever been openly gay with are my friends. Never any of my family, save for my stepsister who has become kinda close with me lately...
Whenever I listen to a song in the charts by some rapper, or read posts on Facebook by popular girls and guys in my school, there's always some criticism of gays.

Hell, people criticize me.. a rumor started that I was a Lesbian, due to my unnaturally ugly looks, people said that I wanted girls because boys wouldn't have me...
But, they only know half the story.

I love guys, and would love to get married. Settle down, have children.
But, I also love girls. And, again, I would love to get married, settle down, have children.
But, even that is asking too much. Woman aren't even allowed to get married; they're only allowed a 'Civil partnership' which I think is wrong.
I don't want to walk up to my old friends in years time and say, 'Hey, this is my civil partner', no. If I eventually meet a woman I want to spend my life with, I want to be able to say 'This is my wife'.

I know this is all sounding a little one-sided, more of a lesbian thing than it is all-around bisexual, but let me finish...
I've had crushes on guys. Always have, always will. Hey, I think Jared Leto is the sexiest man alive, but I also think Kanon Wakeshima is incredibly cute. And, I've had boyfriends too, not girlfriends yet, because my current social group is more of a main-stream one, but I hope to meet someone eventually..

* * *

When I hear rumors that guys in my school may be gay, I just shrug. What is wrong with being gay? Why does it have to be the highlight of gossip?
I'm not saying that everyone in the world is homophobic, but my problem with this, is that there are still some people who are.
The fact that there are any homophobic people in society is disgusting.
We're all the same.
Just because man + woman = next generation, doesn't mean it has to be like that.
There are many MANY straight people who never settle down and have children of their own.
So should we harass them too?
No.
Because it is their choice!

Let me narrow down my philosophy for you:

Man + Woman = ^_^

Man + Man = ^_^

Woman + Woman = ^_^

And any other mixing of genders is fine!

One of my counseling sessions

The room is painted white. The carpet is greyish-black. The rotating chairs are navy. I look at the counselor. I observe her face; her applied foundation, mascara, eyeliner and lipgloss. My eyes move to her hair. Then, to her clothes. She is well dressed, I tell myself. But why? Why does a counselor have to be well dressed? Is it a rule? Why can't counselors express themselves more through clothing? Or is it a formal mandatory type of rule? Her mouth opens and my mind shifts on focusing on her.


"So, you're here because you have homicidal urges?" she asks with a sad look on her face
"Yes, I told you that", I state, full of monotony.
I glance at the clock and back at her
Her face appears eager and is tilted towards me so I take the chance and speak,
"I want to kill people. I don't know why. I think it ought to be fun"
Silence breaks in. She licks her lips and says, "Hmm, do you have difficulties at home?"
At that time, I didn't, so I replied with a no.
"Do you have any people on mind when you feel this?" she asks.
So she thinks I'm full of wrath and vengeance, eh?
But I'm not. I wish I could lie and feign my homicidal intentions.


Because it isn't about who I kill. It isn't about power. It isn't about rage. It really isn't. I just want to feel the thrill of having killed someone. Taking someone's life while being alive seems so... exciting. It seems like one of those things you must experience to truly appreciate life and see how precious it is. It's a reason to live, my mind whispered to me. I didn't care who it was, when it would happen - I just wanted to murder someone. Kill. Destroy.


Such harsh words to describe such a simple action. At least, to me, it seems beyond simple. Killing someone. Watching the life and light from their eyes fade into darkness. Is it sick of me to want to be able to do this? Or am I merely expressing the true desire of all humans? If I were to kill, would I take a trophy like most typical serial killers or would I leave the body there, admiring my twisted version of artwork? I do not know.


I explain this to her. She seems to be bored of me. 
"At least you haven't done anything" she says
I feel the need to add 'yet' to the end of her sentence but I have already frightened her. I can see from her expressions that she genuinely wants to help yet lacks such knowledge. Instead, I told her that was that and that I haven't done anything. That I don't plan on doing anything.
I leave the counseling room as she asked me to do so and I shrug. I shrug at her reaction. I shrug at her implications of emotional attachment to my potential victims. I shrug at how I lied about having no plans.




I have plans. 

My dark side

My dark side by plate-of-tongues featuring necklaces

Emilie Autumn

Emilie Autumn by plate-of-tongues featuring a white hosiery

Spider infection

Spider infection by plate-of-tongues featuring a black jacket

galaxy casual

galaxy casual by plate-of-tongues featuring slip on shoes

Modern red riding hood

Modern red riding hood by plate-of-tongues featuring sweatshirt hoodies

Doctor who lolita

Doctor who lolita by plate-of-tongues featuring a ruffle skirt

Dark crazy cat lady

Dark crazy cat lady by plate-of-tongues featuring skinny pants
I call it the dark crazy cat lady! :D

Maid-sama's Intro..

 < I'm the girl in this picture..

I'm Maid-sama.

Only 14 years old, and already insane.

Born and raised in the dull countryside of England,

I've never really understud exactly who I was before

I got into the world of Vocaloid, Japan and Anime...

I live for music.. its one of the only things that gets me

through the day.

Yes, I've begun conseling already.

As I said - I'm not sane.

Murder, blood, and gore rule my imagination,

whilst the rest of my head is ruled by my voice; Serah.

I may be Catholic, but I don't follow the rules.

I talk about sex, murder and death often, and have no problem with it, no matter the levels of uncomfortableness it brings to my ever-dwindling friendship circle.

Wednesday's intro

TaintedKiss

Hello, my name is Wednesday.

16 years old.

Resides in Taiwan.

Only speaks English.

Fascination with the gothic subculture, the dark, gore, 

Japanese fashion, forensics, psychology, philosophy,

sex crimes, vampires, vocaloid, Paganism etc.

My other blogs/sites

Calmly Suicidal

Tainted Fabric

Creepy Vocaloid

You don't know me, never will never will

Triggering Magazine

Fading purple (tumblr)

Fading purple

Problems heartbook

Because feigned vanity will get you far