Here is a short list of eyeshadow palettes I'm excited to get my hands on! ♥
Friday, 4 December 2015
New Eyeshadow Palettes I'm Excited For: 2015–2016 | Beauty
Here is a short list of eyeshadow palettes I'm excited to get my hands on! ♥
Friday, 30 October 2015
Too Faced Chocolate Bon Bons Palette Preview | Beauty
Not going to lie, I kind of freaked out when I saw this and a rush of excitement hit me when I watched the introduction video here on YouTube. What can I say, I love Too Faced!
INTRODUCING A NEW SWEET SIDE TO THE CHOCOLATE BAR FAMILY!
All images are from Too Faced's video! |
Monday, 26 October 2015
The Lost Diary #7 | Internal
The Life of The Lost Girl: a creative fictional diary, sometimes based on certain factual truths. |
Internal
I'm sorry.
These words are hard to find—hard to speak. I'm sorry you have to see me like this, so raw and so weak.
I wish I was different, I wish I were strong. Haunted by my corrupted and anxious thoughts, I wish to belong.
Labels:
Alone,
Creative Diary,
Creative Entries,
Creative Writing,
Dark,
Darkness,
Death,
Depression,
Fiction,
Fictional Diary,
Loneliness,
Pain,
Poem,
Poetic,
Psychological,
Sad,
Sadness,
Suicide,
The Lost Diary,
The Lost Girl
Friday, 2 October 2015
No Turning Back | Short Story
~X~ |
"The problem with trust is that it can either save you or get you killed, and much like desperation, it makes you weak and vulnerable."
A fictional short story written and created by me - STEPHEX.
Thursday, 10 September 2015
These Last Words | Short Story
"Words cut deeper than knives."
A dark, serious fictional short story written and created by me in 2012 - STEPHEX.
~X~
Disclaimer: This fictional piece was inspired by events that sadly happen to students (victims) in high school and those who suffer from depression in general.
If you are going through a similar scenario, don't go through depression alone. There is no shame in reaching out, admitting you're not okay and asking for help, even when you feel like no one will listen to you, they will and they should. Things will get better, it's only a matter of time.
And if you know someone who is going through a dark time, please reach out to them and try your best to understand them, it'll mean more than you think and you may just save their life. x
~X~
Disclaimer: This fictional piece was inspired by events that sadly happen to students (victims) in high school and those who suffer from depression in general.
If you are going through a similar scenario, don't go through depression alone. There is no shame in reaching out, admitting you're not okay and asking for help, even when you feel like no one will listen to you, they will and they should. Things will get better, it's only a matter of time.
And if you know someone who is going through a dark time, please reach out to them and try your best to understand them, it'll mean more than you think and you may just save their life. x
Labels:
Alone,
Anxiety,
Bullying,
Creative Entries,
Dark,
Death,
Depression,
Fiction,
Goodbye,
Help,
High School,
Hurt,
Mental Illness,
R U OK Day,
Short Story,
Suicide,
Suicide Letter,
These Last Words,
Victim
Friday, 28 August 2015
In Too Deep | Poem Video
"In our darkest moments, when nothing can be seen and when temptation
offers its dark hand, light will always guide us back; not only to our
path, but to ourselves.."
A short poem written and created by me - STEPHEX.
~♥~
My poem 'In Too Deep' is now a video on YouTube! Click here to watch it!
Monday, 24 August 2015
Legacy | Poem
~X~ |
A short poem inspired by the life and death (and memory) of River Phoenix, written and created by me - STEPHEX.
Labels:
Angel,
Creative Entries,
Creative Writing,
Death,
Legacy,
Memory,
Poem,
Poetry,
River Phoenix,
Sad,
Star,
Talent,
Tragic,
Tribute
Friday, 14 August 2015
The Lost Diary #6 | Two Sided
The Life of The Lost Girl: a creative fictional diary, sometimes based on certain factual truths. |
Two Sided
There are always two sides to every story, just like there are two sides of every face: two different personalities. I was never the popular type in my horrid memories of high school, even when I tried to fit in. I was always the 'odd' one out—the lone black sheep in the flock of white and grey.
Smiles were often faked and forced, my back often stabbed, my face laughed at, and my mind lost in a cloud of hurt, betrayal and deception. My actions were mocked, my voice was always a distant sound in the noisy background forever unheard, and my image was nothing but a cruel joke.
Labels:
Alone,
Bullying,
Creative Diary,
Creative Entries,
Creative Writing,
Depression,
Enemy,
Fiction,
Fictional Diary,
Friends,
Hell,
High School,
High School Experience,
Loneliness,
The Lost Diary,
The Lost Girl
Friday, 24 July 2015
The Lost Diary #5 | Insanity
The Life of The Lost Girl: a creative fictional diary, sometimes based on certain factual truths. |
A lost entry from the dark possible future...a lost soul.
Labels:
Alone,
Asylum,
Creative Entries,
Dark,
Depressing,
Depression,
Fiction,
Fictional Diary,
Future Note,
Insanity,
Negative,
Padded Cell,
Poem,
Poetry,
Sanity,
The Lost Diary,
The Lost Girl,
Trapped
Tuesday, 14 July 2015
Knight | Poem Video
"Love Never Dies."
A short poem written and created by me - STEPHEX.
Labels:
Creative Entries,
Creative Writing,
Dark,
Death,
Heartbreak,
Knight,
Love,
Poem,
Poem Video,
Poetry,
Tragic,
YouTube
Sunday, 12 July 2015
Shameless | TV Show Quick Review
Wild, crazy, hilarious and shocking: the first things that come to mind if I had to capture this show in four words. I have never watched a series that's so 'out there' that left me wanting more and to see how much worse things could possibly get for this family. And just when you think things can't get any worse, you couldn't be any more wrong...
Monday, 6 July 2015
Fallen Star | Poem
~X~
"One star falls, another rises."
An older poem of mine written and created by me when I first started writing poetry (that unintentionally rhymed!) - STEPHEX.
Labels:
Beauty,
Creative Entries,
Creative Writing,
Dark,
Death,
Fallen,
Fallen Star,
Light,
Moon,
Poem,
Reborn,
Short Poem,
Stars
Tuesday, 16 June 2015
The Lost Diary #4 | Face of the Past
The Life of The Lost Girl: a creative fictional diary, sometimes based on certain factual truths. |
Face of the Past
I saw him again in my dream, a face from the past. He was standing there and our sights diverted to each other’s. I felt my heart sink lower in my chest, words get caught inside my throat and my eyes burning and tearing from the sight of him. I hesitated for a moment, my body freezing on the spot, stopping right in front of him.
His Adam’s apple lowered inside of his throat. It had been so long since I last saw his face and since I last embraced him in my arms. I could feel tears building in my eyes—tears of sadness, frustration and anger. Everything came back to me in that instant—the pain, the joy: him. All of our memories together flood my thoughts within seconds, and from the way he was looking at me with sadness and pain in his gaze, he must have felt the same way, too.
Saturday, 6 June 2015
Dying Light | Poem
Birthday Special!
Author of Art/Image Unknown |
Sometimes behind love, is a dark and dangerous game.
~X~
For my birthday today, I just wanted to say a huge thank you to everyone who has supported me and my blog, whether from day one, or just today. Your support means the world to me, especially those of you who have continued to inspire me, encourage me and those who enjoy my work.
In saying that, I've decided to dedicate this poem to a special follower, Vasia T., as a way to say thank you and show how much I appreciate my loyal readers and for their continued support. ♥
Much love! x
Sunday, 24 May 2015
In Death; In Love | Poem Video
"There is no Love in Death, but Death in Love."
A short poem written and created by me - STEPHEX.
My poem 'In Death; In Love' is now a video on YouTube! Click here to watch it!
Thursday, 14 May 2015
Retribution | Poem
Author of Image/Art Unknown |
~X~
How far would you go to avenge the ones you love?
A short poem written and created by me - STEPHEX.
Labels:
Battle,
Creative Entries,
Creative Writing,
Death,
Killing,
King,
Poem,
Poetry,
Revenge,
Throne,
War
Tuesday, 14 April 2015
What Lies Beyond | Short Story
Author of Image/Art Unknown |
~X~
"Are you sure the only you is you?" - Silent Hills P.T
"Are you sure the only you is you?" - Silent Hills P.T
A dark, fictional psychological short story written and created by me - STEPHEX.
Thursday, 2 April 2015
In Death; In Love | Poem
Author of Image Unknown |
~X~
There is no Love in Death, but Death in Love.
A short poem written and created by me - STEPHEX.
Labels:
Creative Entries,
Creative Writing,
Death,
Heartbreak,
Loss,
Love,
Poem,
Poetry,
Sad,
Tragic
Monday, 16 March 2015
Forsaken | Poem
Author of Image/Art Unknown |
~X~
Forsaken from his own, to live a mortal life with love, or an eternity all alone.
A short poem written and created by me - STEPHEX.
Monday, 2 March 2015
A Collection of My Favourite Games
Video
games have been a part of my life ever since I was little, thanks to my
older brothers. Back in the 1990s, Microsoft DOS Games was pretty much
my childhood, along with my old school Gameboy and Nintendo 64. Mario,
Monkey Island, Doom, Wacky Wheels, Duke Nukem, Transport Tycoon, Commander Keen: those were the classics back in my early gaming days.
My passion for gaming only grew as years went on, and to this day, my love for them has never stopped — it never will.
Labels:
Banjo Kazooie,
DOS Games,
Favourites,
Game Reviews,
Games,
GTA,
Hotline Miami,
Mario,
Nintendo,
PC,
PS3,
The Sims,
Tomb Raider,
Video Games
Friday, 20 February 2015
The Lost Diary #3 | The Deep End
The Life of The Lost Girl: a creative fictional diary, sometimes based on certain factual truths. |
The Deep End
Have you ever looked in the deep end and wanted fall in? I would often picture myself floating then sinking deeper into the abyss—the coldness of the dark water numbing my bones as I stare up at the blurred sunlight. I'd imagine the bubbles that escape from my lips float to the surface and the comforting silence of the still water as I sink further down.
As I reach the bottom, I'd lie there for a while, staring up, and get this faint glimmer of hope as though at any second, a hand would reach out for me. But there's nothing, there's no one—just me and the water surrounding my body. Everything is dead still as if time itself had frozen and fallen in with me. I wouldn't feel anything, I wouldn't think a single thought, I would just lie there like a feather and drift ever so slightly. But then the sun begins to fade and whatever colour I could see turns to grey. And before I know it, I blink and realise I'm drowning.
As I reach the bottom, I'd lie there for a while, staring up, and get this faint glimmer of hope as though at any second, a hand would reach out for me. But there's nothing, there's no one—just me and the water surrounding my body. Everything is dead still as if time itself had frozen and fallen in with me. I wouldn't feel anything, I wouldn't think a single thought, I would just lie there like a feather and drift ever so slightly. But then the sun begins to fade and whatever colour I could see turns to grey. And before I know it, I blink and realise I'm drowning.
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