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I Love You I Hate You♦Ever since you left, when we depart and say our goodbyes, I always seem to hang a left, when the right half walks the other way, never a steady step on my bumpy ground, sometimes the hurt i feel inside is enough to make me give up on my life, the need to see you, is like the hunger that lead you away, sitting here without you, hurts to think that I could take advantage of my attention not soaking you in, I want to go find you, but no clue where to begin, why haven't you called me, why do I just grin and bare it, I mistake pain for gain, hope for suckers, lies for truth, all I want is you, on second thought nope, I can't stand you, wait I'm madly in love with you, more like mad at you, I truly hate you, forever love you, I hate you, I love you, I hate me, I love hate, looking inside my heart, you will see the above underlined, sealed up and sent to you...♥
where it has beenFor the grace of my own to left feet, my posture seems to dilapidated my feeble pouncing heartbeat, I'm ferocious, taking the last pill on the face of the planet, sacrilege its a cult wisdom, proper word speak now and forgive me later, i just got bombarded by lightly coded number trails and spiral dimensions..
Tangled and MangledToday I recognize Im hopelessly tragic, committed at birth, the loss of feeling important, so over my years I grew against anyone that wanted to heart me right, showed time and time again that im not rememberable, hey wuts her fuck is here, to late for anyone to fix me, stepping bomb out of my world, i sabotage myself then go out to find a situation worse then mine, help in anyway I can when they feel relief they strap there jet pack and fall off the face of the planet, until next time they want to acknowledge someone to make them feel alright. I will be here waiting against my will pondering my life...
AutoFill hereAutoFill here <3. As we stand up against all the things that deprive our adventure, we shAll stutter at the insignificant amount of light that is deemed to busy for life...
Travel to The manh0le...As I reflect on the passed days, I make sure my face contains no grey, fancy is the wardrobe detailed today, I keep getting involved it means nothing I know this, for fun or for visual, hope is for SuckerS, I mean this, care for me, it's unlikely to help the bleeding, paint with the puss from within these mermaid sore's, Im time traveling, I drank to much of your time...Free for all, but one at a time...
Just a speck in a crowd of many....I am suppose to learn something from all this I know this, It all can't be for no reason that I am living and breathing, the universe want's something for me, I am not sure if it is something positive or not,,, I take a deep breathe as I watch the trees sway in the breeze, this town is a faulty death of me, I came prepared with a speech...I'm not taking anymore of this, I will not be bullied to think this is it, I'm just bored I think thinking too much into these life things....
The sound of broken glassI want to be free,
From feeling like I'm incomplete,
Not even for me...
As I fall,
Bless Me, said the Bee,
Interesting what life brings,
Hold up to Par,
I feel I don't hold up at all,
I got stung by my own thoughts,
Lonely,,I just wimper&crawl,
Into what's left of what's lost,
So bring it all,
Or don't bother,I will get there regardless...
@SH MAN MY SKIN SANK, MY HEART CURDLED FROM THE WORD'S IN YOUR STORY'S, I WASN'T ALONE IN MY ACHE, IT WAS OURS, WE HAD SOMETHING BUT IT IS NO MORE, I MISS GOOD TIME'S, I MISS MY OLD LIFE, BUT DAY'S GO BY, THEY TURN INTO MONTH'S, NEXT,BEFORE YOU KNOW IT, IT'S BEEN YEAR'S, NEVER REGRET THE MISTAKES, NEVER TAKE ANYTHING BACK, LEARN THIS TIME, FEED YOUR HURT, MY PAIN AND SUFFERING, DOSE YOURSELF EXTRA COMATOSE, GET IT WHILE IT'S HOT, KNEEL ON THE BOARD, SPLINTER'S COVER MY WHOLE WORLD....
Beam me Up
My brain did a Freudian Slip, quantum jump thru space and time, Cosmic displays of graceful taste's, come more appealing, peel off the dirt and blister finger splits all the way to your knuckles, I can't pray, I am prey, all I do is meditate for revival, you think it's going to work? ~M.f.R~
Words of Wisdom Wall"Everyone is weird, if you're normal that makes you weird because you're different from all the weird people."
~BawdyWawdy , July 2014 Bawdywawdy
"With time and experience comes success and recognition"
~Nekomoku, July 2014 :Nekomoku
"The impossible is not impossible, because saying something is impossible just means you're not doing (or haven't done) it right."
~Columnboy, July 2014 ColumnBoy
"Watch old movies, so then when someone asks you what your favorite movie is you can say casablanca or my fair lady and make them dumbfounded."
~Musicisthenewspeech, July 2014 musicisthenewspeech
"What you do not want others to do to you, do not do to others."
Quote: Confucius ~Enhar, July 2014 :Enhar
"Eh I've seen worst ^^
But, we require that adrenaline rush, it keeps us "awake" and alert for anything.^^"
~SoulofSilverduh, July 2014 SoulofSilverduh
"Hehe! Its good every once in a while to be scared. But I guess some of us are more alert than others. We will never be as sca
Tagged because I'm me
My name is Scr1b3
I was born in New Zealand, and I really don’t care
About you, your gender, or your nationality. (Or anything else people are prejudiced against these days…)
I get inspired by art, by people, the world and everything.
I speak English, a bit of French, Hebrew, but feel free to educate me
KNOWLEDGE. Knowledge is power
My biggest life goal is to survive. It is currently also my hardest project
And no I will not post my name
Did you know that wearing headphones for just an hour will increase the bacteria in your ear by over 700 times?
If I follow trends, it’s either cos they’re worth following, or you are
I like black. But glow-in-the dark’s nice too
I also like Ingress, (t’ game) most children, and anything that lives, breathes and doesn’t purposefully try to make my life a misery
I’d prefer to be less social than I am, but alas, people seem to have this annoying habit of becoming attached to me, and then I start to like
Hindsight 20/20Bittersweet are my apples of green
Green to the very core of what I hold dear
I hate tart
But it is all I know
My taste buds yearn for something more
So I venture to the boundary
Like I have time and time again
With its attempts to separate the laws of attraction
But it cannot deny the longing that I feel within
I gaze upon the crimson tempters
So close and yet so far
Just out of reach
I won’t have to walk far
To sink my teeth into a blushing forbidden fruit
My mouth salivates for a scarlet tender and sweet
So I cross the line and start
A life among the luscious fruit aflame
A short time passes
And they all decay
Humbled by a bittersweet rotting heap
Of those that had seen better days
I have a moment of clarity
And confront my past of greed
As I reminisce of a past life
With tartness green
let's talk! :)I like to take and role play with people so if you guys ever get bored talk to me.I'm always on.
video games =/= real live just because you saw something violent in a game or show doesn't mean you'll do it in real life
here's a video 2 prove it. http://youtu.be/emyAIuqD__A
What will beIf we put down our guns
If we let go of our bombs
If we get off our ships
If we get off our jets
what will be there for us?
We will lose everything,
if we don't fight
we will fail,
we will die
with no identity.
We will lose our homes,
our children will starve to death,
what will be there for us?
when they're taking our lives
one by one.
If we stop fighting now,
what will be there for us?
who will defend our countrymen?
who will protect the our fatherland?
What will be there for us?
if we give up now,
there's nothing left
but ashes of loss.
Decade And A YearI'm back to where it all began
In the village that was once my home
A dingy two bedroom flat,
Where i dreamed of aliens through the night
My primary school,
With it's rooms filled with forgotten thoughts
The church across the way
The park on the playing filled,
With its swings and wooden things
A decade and a year gone
And everything's wrong...
American DreamsHave you ever been out on the street and wondered where your feet
May take you in this wide, wide world?
You have the dream you have the talent, bring the voice we’ll hit these streets hard like a wall with a mallet
Only to find these streets not as glittering gold, the dirt of dirt of generations burying the soul
Of this land and its people, the hard fights with blood stained hands
People praying to the pipe or needle
There is nothing so resolute, as being destitute
Where next meals come in growing lines of the hungry pleas of humanity
As each day becomes a struggle for survival a trial and conviction of the very thing
which built this country.
Our hands, our fight, our hardships, our lives mean nothing to the hands who
hold the money above our heads.
American Dreams buried without mourning.
love history1. He taught me to forget. Most days, I'm pretty good at it. But every once in a while his memory gets caught in my teeth. I try to swallow it down but it stays stuck like a lump in my esophagus.
2.I loved sitting in that quiet house with you watching movies because I knew that at the end of the night we would wind up talking for hours about the things that we'd been wanting to say all along.
I used activities as a means to an end.
I wasn't really all that interested in bowling or laser tag or swimming, or the park; I was interested in you. And that was all I needed. If you were there I would be too. If there was a place you wanted to go, I would go with you.
You were the first boy I ever loved but somehow I always felt insecure. Like my hold over you was frayed from the start. Like maybe you belonged to another girl, one you hadn't even met yet but who would love you like a poem, like you should have always been loved.
3. He was testing his wings but I could not help him fly. He wasn'
"1 WaY 0F Dist0rteD ThinkinG" Control fallacies is your way of distorted thought, on the upper side of life, you left me out, hanging at the corner store, between the social disease and 6th St, I wasn't dressed to betray myself, neither to impress the clan's custom fire dance.... My head is to heavy to lay it to bed, it causes a chain reaction, to go straight to the chest, I don't breathe, it makes me get uneasy, cramps in my belly, that tense up my back, thoughts and words invade my mind, making replayed memories that crush my sight, to intense for everyone to know me, to lightly spoken to be remembered, I crash into burdens like I can make them better...
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