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[ 1 ]The Ghost Woman and the Hunter |
July 27th, 2008 @ 12:00am |
Listening to: The Ghost Woman and the Hunter - Lacuna Coil
Feeling: nutty
staring at the sun
no rays down on me
i call you in my arms
embrace is unreal
The light hit her black hair just right causing it to shine. There was a gentle hand that slid across her shoulder to gently embrace her cheek. A smile flashed upon her face. Two unusually bright green eyes looked into the much darker brown ones of the boy standing behind her. He was taller. Though, it is natural for the Japanese girl to be shorter then most. Of course, that doesn't mean that she wasn't bigger then life. As he stepped in front of her, it was obvious that this girl was held up high by the boy. That she meant everything.
Their story was perfect. They met in a dark point of both of their lives. The girl was a bastard child, orphaned since she was six months old. The boy? He has been taking care of himself ever since the man he calls his father began to try to take over his life. They found a similar love though. Through music they found each other. His tastes are very picky, but somehow, she filled each taste completely through her singing. Her soul was so beautiful to him and it was just the thought of someone actually loving her that made the girl happy. Something so real that neither one of them would ever want to give up.
As his fingers moved to gently rub across her light pink lips, her eyes closed. She grabbed his hand, kissing each finger gently. A blush erupted across his scarred face. Even behind the hood the girl could see. She loved that stupid grin. She loved everything about him. It was mutual if even stronger from him. Yet, neither one of them thought that they knew what love was let alone to actually love. So to them, this feeling was so strong it burned as something different. They knew it was love, yet, they couldn't say it. They couldn't speak it.
And that was how it was. The girl opened her eyes to look into his. He smiled down at her like he normally did. He thought it was an obsession, a need. He needed to be with her. She made him feel whole. She made him feel something that he couldn't get from his only best friend, his sister. This small Japanese girl somehow filled in this void that had been festering for quite a long time. For him, the adventure was worth traveling. The thought was just amazing. And he would give up every part of his life to walk it with her.
Of course, for her, it was just showing some sort of emotion. For so long the girl held everything in. He made her feel. He made her want something. There was so much she could show, but everything was new to her. There really wasn't a void for her to fill. There wasn't some hurt in her heart. There was nothing but anger. Even then, she didn't want to show anything. The smile that was across her lips was something only he would see. Only he would know.
And as he leaned down to place his lips on hers, their hearts jumped in their chests. The pounding made it hard for them to breathe. Yet, all of this, every second, felt right. They were so nervous that they were afraid to ruin the moment. They couldn't understand what the feeling was. They didn't understand at all. The emotionless leader and the scarred loner. Devon and Kaika.
This is how it would be. |
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July 17th, 2008 @ 12:00am |
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cold and fragile
pieces lying on the floor
pretty pretty me
not knowing what to do anymore
you are my everything
the one that keeps me here
without you i have nothing
you mean everything to me dear
maybe someday
the dust will go away
we will rise up again
there will be a better day |
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July 13th, 2008 @ 12:00am |
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it feels like everything
everyone
is falling apart
and im stuck in the middle
of this gigantic clash
between being alone
and being everything
if i could choose now
id want to be everything
belong somewhere
belong to something
i want to be me
but being this
this piece of shit
is really whats
killing me |
| 30 hit(s) |
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6 [ im in pain ] |
June 14th, 2008 @ 12:00am |
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I don't think anyone fucking get's it. I'm sick and tired of being trapped in this skin feeling nothing but betrayal and pain. I'm sick of being in pain. I just want it all to go away.
I want it all to fucking go away. |
| 52 hit(s) |
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June 14th, 2008 @ 12:00am |
Listening to: Me, Myself and I - Neurosonic
Me myself and I
For just a moment
We were alive
But we were living lies
We'd been misfortuned
By out minds
If all we ever know
Is being nothing
Deep down inside
We'll just walk away
And I'm alone again
And I'm doing fine
Doin' fine, doin' fine
I didn't want to be this way
I'm never gonna feel the same
As the day I ran away
From all this mess I left behind
We just need a little change
It's never gonna feel the same
As the day I ran away
From all this mess I left behind
Me, myself and you
We never knew it
But things were right
Then we lost hold of truth
Look what happened
To our lives
If we can learn to cry
For better reasons
Than denial
We can walk away
For something better
Yours and mine
Yours and mine, yours and mine
I didn't want to be this way
I'm never gonna feel the same
As the day I ran away
From all this mess I left behind
We just need a little change
It's never gonna feel the same
As the day I ran away
From all this mess I left behind
The only way we learn
Is burning in the flames
The only way to stop the hurt
Is to leave behind the pain
I'm in pain
I didn't wanna be this way
I'm never gonna feel the same
The day I ran away
On the day I ran away
We just need a little change
It's never gonna be the same
It's never gonna be the same
Never gonna be the same |
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April 3rd, 2008 @ 12:00am |
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Pretty, pretty me
with poor little pieces
Pieces, pieces all shattered
playing on the ground
Broken, so broken
but still so, so pretty
red, red blood
dripping all around |
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March 21st, 2008 @ 12:00am |
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I'm so sick and tired of some of this emo bullshit that people like to flop around. I hate it when people sit around and are miserable for no reason. I hate that people care more about the ones that have no reason then the ones that obviously do.
Why can't anyone see me?
Maybe I'm being selfish, but you know what? Perhaps I'd like a fucking day where someone actually asked me how my day was going other then a horny nineteen year old that lives in Maine. A fucking ex co-worker asks me how my day went more then everyone I know put together. And you know what...
that is bullshit. |
| 64 hit(s) |
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March 19th, 2008 @ 12:00am |
Listening to: The Good Soldier - Nine Inch Nails
Have you ever just sat there and stared at yourself in the mirror wondering what else in your life could go wrong?
I'm pretty sure it's a fact of life that likes to bite you in the ass every once in a while. Of course, listening to Nine Inch Nails probably doesn't make much feel any better. I need to get some happy ass music or something.
Cause when you sit here with nothing to look forward to in the future besides money and a vacation, it proves how much you really have no goddamn life.
Sadly, I'm too afraid to either fix it or end it.
Pathetic is me. |
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February 22nd, 2008 @ 12:00am |
just wanna hurt
i wanna cry
wanna cut me open
watch the dams break
wanna set myself free
get lose and run away from me
just wanna ache
i wanna die
wanna dice me apart
watch the river run dry
wanna set myself free
get lost and run away from me
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there is no point to die
no one to save but myself
life has no uses
but neither do i
tear myself apart
just to see my insides
do i even have a soul
gotta be buried somewhere
somewhere within this hollow shell
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no fucking clue
not one damn idea
fuck you
i dont want you around
leave me alone to my thoughts
never needed you
i hate you
myself |
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