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Neither Here Nor Missed
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November 13th, 2005 @ 12:00am |
| by theloneshade |
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If I had been the one like this
And now you were neither here nor missed
it's the same thing it's that same hurt every day
And without it, there's no stress I need to face
When you lie
And you fucking seal and fucking cheat and lie
No it's NOT the same and don't you ever try
Don't know WHAT its like to fucking BE alive
All the time...
The times have not been kind I see
And so you will take it out on me
Never ending is the way it starts to seem
And your actions are what's killing all my dreams
It's a chance I must take
And it's my mistake to make
Through what's real and what is fake
I now see the rules I have to break
If I had been the one like this
and now you were neither her nor missed
It's the same thing
It's that same hurt every day
And without it, there's no stress I know I'll face
when you lie It's a chance I must take
and it's my mistake to make
Though what's real and what is fake
I now see the rules I have to break
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| 79 hit(s) |
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Speak In Solace
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I'm back
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September 19th, 2006 @ 12:00am |
| by suzushiijohn |
Listening to: Johnathan Clay- After All
Feeling: nauseous
Well I'm back and for good. I have been away for it seems ever! But I'm back and here to stay. Desinging a new layout and working on some updates.
Ok so she wasn't pregnant. That was a relief seriously! Well she was but something happend and she was bleeding pretty bad one day and I won't go into details..
I broke up with her, and am dieing on the inside. I long for the girl who's heart I broke.
Will add more later!
~Later Dayz~
~John |
| 74 hit(s) |
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Let me Hold you!
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Know What I Mean?
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August 13th, 2008 @ 3:50pm |
| by unspotted |
Listening to: Gin Blossoms - Lost Horizons
Feeling: lovable
It's ten o'clock and I wanted to write this entry all by hand, followed by an attempt to rewrite it from what I see and/or remember. Needless to say that the memory aspect of the plan failed as it's 17 days after it was written. Anyway, things are turning out just as I expected, busy, while the amount of shopping done was slow to increase. It's getting there though. I doubt if even the impending shopping spree will help me see the true joy of the season. Oh, speaking of which, I think I've decided to switch to contacts, providing I can still wear glasses at the same time. Kinda odd, but when your self identity has included glasses for about 3/5th of your life, it's tough to move away with it. No need to change my look anyway - the spectacles work just fine for me all the same. I think I'll do the same thing come my 66th birthday. Start walking with a cane so that when I actually need it, nobody'll be the wiser, and for a good couple of years, people'll under-estimate my powers. Sounded like a good plan a yesterday anyway.
Came home not too long ago, and realized that I take my defeats too close to the heart; or for a better term, too personal. And you'd think that after a few of these that a person would eventually disconnect themselves from the emotional aspect of failure but not so, not so at all. Keep a tight hold they say, get 'em next time... what if next time never comes? One thing I'm good at - cutting losses. Take my word for it folks. Look at a situation, recognize if you've got it as good as it'll ever get and then get the hell out of there - take what you can and never look back. Well, I've mastered the first part of the recommendation, when I master how to never look back, I'll let you know. Maybe that's why I tend to stop good things before they even get a chance to start- wind up moving too slow or with an uncalculated haste which only winds up making me feel worse about things because the result is the same either way. Then there's that damned transition between feeling like a failure to feeling great. Happened the other day and drove me to some rather uneasy thoughts all because of a pump-truck. I mean, the feelings aren't invalidated because they're dismissed easily - doesn't the fact that they are meditated upon count for something? I guess they'd matter more if a person were to actually act out an ill concieved idear. I mean, if a person were to actually reach a level whereby all safties, self control and higher reasoning capabilities are disengaged... well, that's saying something.
FYI, I don't necessarily fully endorse any of my methods for use without first consulting me or at least geting the opinion of someone qualified to replace my judgement. Oh, and speaking better judgement and pressure I'm thinking that things are going to be changing aroung here in the upcoming months. I can't quite explainit, but I just got a hunch is all. As of yesterday [and up to even today (the 30th)] my sister started talking about marriage... I think come next year she'll be engaged - married in the next two. Can't say that I'll miss her immensly, or that it's premture... Let me rephrase that. They're a little over-anxious, but she's getting up there in age - so in that sense, it's about bloody time - know what I mean? I guess she's kinda picked up the whole idea of having a realistic life of her own. Funny how it happened to the eldest after it happened to the youngest. Sometimes I really wonder, but I better not say anything for I know not how things'll transpire for me. As it is, I've been single for over a year, so I'll be lucky if I even find someone interested, let alone committed. Know what I mean?
Onto other, less meaningful yet still important matters though...
Actually, that's where I decided to go to sleep due to an increased measure of depressants in my system. Anything I really input now should really be under a new entry, so in relation to that, I think it's best if I just end this one here and begin a new entry... You can continue reading if the mood should take you. Comment where ever the mood should take you, but I'm not sure if it's really worth your while... could be though.
Continuing,
- Captain B. Skipped |
| 150 hit(s) |
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Your Thoughts?
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fuck
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August 13th, 2008 @ 3:50pm |
| by monkey |
Listening to: damn
Feeling: bitchy
blondes tease
brunettes please
well i am a brunette. what can i say?
degrassi is good. so is sex. so am i. |
| 127 hit(s) |
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Is Love Real?
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anyone wanna hang out some time
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September 23rd, 2005 @ 12:00am |
| by batman |
Listening to: Call Of The Wild-Black Sabbath
Feeling: bored
im so bored. im uploading cds on my computer. |
| 262 hit(s) |
(3 comments) |
what do you want?
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And they think I'm weak
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August 13th, 2008 @ 3:51pm |
| by lexluthor |
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Life lacks certain absurdities to make it more casu
al.
L
L |
| 149 hit(s) |
(0 comments) |
Kent
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No Way!!
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May 6th, 2006 @ 12:00am |
| by karma |
Listening to: When You're Mad-Ne-Yo
Feeling: lame
ohhh shit no way! i havent been here in like 9213809218 years its crizazy. yeah guys so lemme give u the update: schoolis pretty good. im closer to my mom than ever. friends are wonderful. and yes i still love danny. |
| 72 hit(s) |
(1 comments) |
leave me lOvin
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group sex
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December 21st, 2008 @ 2:58pm |
| by onedeath |
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in the shower is a slippery mess.
trust me.
surely.
im alive.
barely.
i promise.
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| 137 hit(s) |
(2 comments) |
Poke
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January 20th, 2007 @ 12:00am |
| by nick |
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beisbol. |
| 1482 hit(s) |
(17 comments) |
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yeah
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December 1st, 2008 @ 11:47pm |
| by cicero |
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i may possibly have a great deal more to say in the future.. .
should i see one. for now i say thank you. thank you so much. i have found love and friendship here. companionship and understanding. i love you and i thank you.
i may even be lucky enough to explain one day.
in the meantime, hate the IRS. hate customs. as a favor.
forgive me for promises broken. please.
i miss you.
diffuse candlelight light yields
neither luminescence nor illumination.
and we do not seek them
here in this room.
i think this place may be
the place where madness has a voice
and discordantly whispers
to us in the sound of heartbeats.
i look with care but i see no
reflections in your eyes.
nor yours. . . nor yours
nor even sheen the soulless eyes
of night that peer through
the curtains of a window near
the ceiling.
“you are my insanity,” she whispers
and reaches out a cupped palm
a child’s hand. with coloured nails.
i look into her lemming eyes.
and do not dispute.
how many infinities of time
are contained within a single
moment.
“do you think there might be an afterlife?”
i lean forward
concentrate. on the flame.
then back
and reach out my (soul?)
left hand to continue the
circuitous ritual.
“i hope not,” says my friend.
and laughs. and laughs.
and laughs.
my mind sways and
sloshes and
i hear another say
“i think this is my afterlife.”
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| 532 hit(s) |
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go ahead
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May 17th, 2008 @ 12:00am |
| by jimmypage |
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| 466 hit(s) |
(11 comments) |
spin the black
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onset; deleterious re-visions.
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August 13th, 2008 @ 3:51pm |
| by deletia |
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26.319.0.48 minutes.
i have one entry revisited. excuse me while i drink myself to death; the every time of everything is a continuously infinite modification; my fingers itch for all this again. |
| 407 hit(s) |
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