http://www.girlgamer.com/ is a great website for the community of Girl Gamers. I recommend checking it out if you're one of the few of us who are REAL girl gamers, not one of those chicks who thinks that if they play COD or Black Ops once they are considered a Girl Gamer.
This is my Sundown
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
I hate the way that some teens talk about sex, like it is cool to let someone use you body. It is supposed to be an act of love between two people who feel completely at one with another, someone who you know respects you and you feel comfortable with. Not just for the fun of it. It disgusts me when I hear people talking about their sex lives so openly, like it isn't a private matter. It is about love, compassion and intimacy, not one night stands and 'fucking random chicks/guys'. It makes me sick to know that there are young girls out there doing this, thinking that it is normal to let men take advantage of their feelings, and their bodies. It just isn't right.
Then the topic of teenage mothers. I am not against that if the baby is going to be raised in an
appropriate environment, to be happy and healthy and live a good and wholesome life. If the parents of the baby love each other and know that they are ready to take on the responsibility of a child, then it shouldn't be an issue. In conclusion I am purely stating that I hope some teenagers can earn some self respect, and don't give their bodies away to just anyone, anywhere.
Then the topic of teenage mothers. I am not against that if the baby is going to be raised in an
appropriate environment, to be happy and healthy and live a good and wholesome life. If the parents of the baby love each other and know that they are ready to take on the responsibility of a child, then it shouldn't be an issue. In conclusion I am purely stating that I hope some teenagers can earn some self respect, and don't give their bodies away to just anyone, anywhere.
Monday, February 7, 2011
I had a dream that no one else could have, And I threw away everything that I didn't need, Thoughts that I can't surrender dwell in my chest, Even if I'm still in the rift between reality and ideals, And my feet are bound by shackles of sacrifice, My overflowing impulses aren't fully repressed, Because I have a heart that yearns powerfully. "Lies" "Fear" "Facade" "Grief".. I won't be weak enough to be apprehended by the various negative things; I'm a trickster who doesn't know loneliness..
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
My recent Art assignment involves writing an analysis and comparing two different artists and their artworks. So, I thought okay this could be easy if I like who I am writing about. Look at the list and every suggested artist is Aboriginal. I have nothing against Aboriginal people whatsoever, I am probably the least racist person could meet, but I was disappointed that my teacher hadn't given us a wider diversity of artists to choose from. So, after negotiating with her, she decided to let me write about my favourite artist, Yoshitaka Amano. Now I am actually looking forward to the assignment as he is an amazing example of a talented artist, whose style is similar to my own. Above is his Artwork, Behemoth.
Burliegh Heads Australia, my absolute favorite holiday destination. I took this shot from the balcony of the sky-rise that we were staying at, Second Avenue.. I love the way the sun is setting onto the edges of the building, just on the opposite side to these is the ocean, you get a clear shot of it from the balcony.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Monday, January 31, 2011
For Mitchell Drake
You are the only one for me
the only one I love
in your eyes I see
heaven and above
I love you with my heart
I love you with my soul
we cannot be apart
with you I feel whole.
You are my sunshine
my inspiration
never undermine
my determination
to make us last
we'll stay together
forget the past
and be one forever
Pablo
As I was typing my last post, i heard my Mum screaming as she was watering the garden. She came across this little guy and she is absolutely petrified of frogs, so I had to save her. The little frog accompanied me for a while, sitting on my laptop screen while I typed away. I named him Pablo, it seems to fit.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
The Monarch
The Return by Francis Meynell.
I cannot bear the thought that I will cease to love you when I die. But think, my dear, we both were dead, As long before those words were said. As we'll be after; Death extends both ways towards its endless ends; As well the infinite past demand As grasp the future in your hand. You grieve, 'How in sap we were before our loves began to stir'; Forgetting that an absolute dearth lay on the barren side of birth. No unknown sea, no alien shore, Awaits: we've travelled there before. So when, this dear day being done, we (resolute, self sustained, alone, our passion packed, a sheet drawn over all the used hopes of love and lover). To the known ends of nothing start, heeding no charm, needing no chart - Quickly, hold your hand against my heart.
Highly Commended
There aren't many things in this world that are more beautiful than the butterfly. From the simple Monarch to the magnificent Queen Alexandra, they are all unique and precious in their own way. I have always been a big fan of them and in this photo above is me with a Monarch that I nicknamed, 'Roberto'. He was lovely, but injured and he died soon after this photo was taken. Just one of the many miracles that this world has to offer.
The Start of my Bloggy-ness
Hey, my name is Tia-louise Thompson and I am new to blogging. On my blog I will be uploading my photography and some of my writing. I'll try to blog everyday, hopefully I'm interesting enough for everyone :3
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