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 Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 8:30 pm
Yami92286 kristinarr Beast0 Yami92286 Beast0 you alone at valentine's too? I am sad every year. . . stare I am skinny but I am on the side of this group for I love my big girls 3nodding
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 8:32 pm
kristinarr Yami92286 kristinarr Beast0 Yami92286 Beast0 you alone at valentine's too? I am sad every year. . . stare I am skinny but I am on the side of this group for I love my big girls 3nodding Why? ~Huggles and rubs ya belly.~ I would have nothing to cuddle with then sad
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 8:35 pm
Yami92286 Why? ~Huggles and rubs ya belly.~ I would have nothing to cuddle with then sad
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 8:37 pm
kristinarr Yami92286 Why? ~Huggles and rubs ya belly.~ I would have nothing to cuddle with then sad Why? Tell Yami about it
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 8:39 pm
Yami92286 kristinarr Yami92286 Why? ~Huggles and rubs ya belly.~ I would have nothing to cuddle with then sad Why? Tell Yami about it
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 8:40 pm
kristinarr Yami92286 kristinarr Yami92286 Why? ~Huggles and rubs ya belly.~ I would have nothing to cuddle with then sad Why? Tell Yami about it I doubt you are ugly..........well what are your standards?
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 9:40 pm
let me tell you a little story . . .
I'm tired of being alone. I feel empty, like a void in the lower part of my chest, just above where my gut starts. it's there almost every time I see a girl, and it's always there when its a guy and a girl together. being close. that's what I miss the most, that closeness. when I'm close to a girl I feel secure, loved. I miss that. I fell in love with Jen because she got close; I fell in love with Amber because we got close. I miss them both. I want to feel loved again, I want to feel like I matter. I want acceptance from the opposite sex, but I feel like that can never happen. I feel like there's something not right with me. and on some levels , that's true; but still is it to the point where I am unlovable? that's all I want, to be loved, is that so much, is that beyond the good graces of the world? my luck it'll be some twisted falacy that society calls love. after Amber and I had sex for the first time, we laid in her bed for what felt like hours. naked, she snuggled in the crook of my arm, legs entwined. I felt true bliss for the first time. for what was actually about half an hour the world was a small dark room with a population of two. for a while I felt truely happy. I miss that.
I wrote this one lonely night about two years ago at steak 'n shake, cracked out on coffee and cheap cigars. no matter how down you are, it could always be worse. . .
its very strange that I should put this out here considering its one of my most guarded journal entries. . .
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2004 11:46 am
Skad_for_Life This is one of my more upbeat ones. 3nodding I've Been Down
(October 23rd, 2003)I've been down Before And I've been gone Before And I know what it's Like Out there trying to Survive And keep a stable Mind I used to live Solely In my prison of Delusions In my fortress of Insanity In the narrows of my Imagination But now I live in the world of the Awakened The world of the Good The world of my Dreams
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2004 11:46 am
Skad_for_Life Judyfay Sins That's really interesting Skad, it definately sends a certain message. The format you used with the alternating one sentance and one word is kind of confusing. But I like it overall. Thanks. whee That was the first and only time I've used that format. It fit the poem, but I'd never use it again.
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2004 12:01 pm
This one is kinda like Skad's one line thingy..but it varies. I like to combine different ideas and this is a product of that..so yea. This is about a guy that I loved, who had some emotional problems and mental issues that I had just found out about...but now he's not very special at all... sweatdrop
I Never Knew
WHo woulod have thought
me
lost,dazed, confused
all over you
Feeling how you feel
everything
rage, deceit, betrayal
Wrought by cosmic energy
the things I do
I never knew
love like this
unconditional
I don't give a damn
about what you've been through
realizing this is
cold,blunt,abrupt
a collision like a train wreck
with the ever graceful
hand of God
Blessed by the revelation
I guessx it's true
I never knew
Not caring who you are
or
where you've been
my love everlasting
through thick
and thin
but
why do you resist?
my luscious lips
that tender kiss
longingly pictured
in your eyes
an invisible force
holding you back?
Fear
the enemy
longing,hoping,believing
my only wish
you realize what you've got
before I'm gone
unrelenting
until the end
I'll always be in love with you
I never knew
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2004 12:04 pm
Now that I see this again...I really don't like it.. stare
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2004 12:07 pm
kristinarr Beast0 Yami92286 Beast0 you alone at valentine's too? I am sad every year. . . stare
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2004 2:32 pm
Beast0 let me tell you a little story . . . I'm tired of being alone. I feel empty, like a void in the lower part of my chest, just above where my gut starts. it's there almost every time I see a girl, and it's always there when its a guy and a girl together. being close. that's what I miss the most, that closeness. when I'm close to a girl I feel secure, loved. I miss that. I fell in love with Jen because she got close; I fell in love with Amber because we got close. I miss them both. I want to feel loved again, I want to feel like I matter. I want acceptance from the opposite sex, but I feel like that can never happen. I feel like there's something not right with me. and on some levels , that's true; but still is it to the point where I am unlovable? that's all I want, to be loved, is that so much, is that beyond the good graces of the world? my luck it'll be some twisted falacy that society calls love. after Amber and I had sex for the first time, we laid in her bed for what felt like hours. naked, she snuggled in the crook of my arm, legs entwined. I felt true bliss for the first time. for what was actually about half an hour the world was a small dark room with a population of two. for a while I felt truely happy. I miss that. I wrote this one lonely night about two years ago at steak 'n shake, cracked out on coffee and cheap cigars. no matter how down you are, it could always be worse. . . its very strange that I should put this out here considering its one of my most guarded journal entries. . .
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2004 2:45 pm
kristinarr Beast0 let me tell you a little story . . . I'm tired of being alone. I feel empty, like a void in the lower part of my chest, just above where my gut starts. it's there almost every time I see a girl, and it's always there when its a guy and a girl together. being close. that's what I miss the most, that closeness. when I'm close to a girl I feel secure, loved. I miss that. I fell in love with Jen because she got close; I fell in love with Amber because we got close. I miss them both. I want to feel loved again, I want to feel like I matter. I want acceptance from the opposite sex, but I feel like that can never happen. I feel like there's something not right with me. and on some levels , that's true; but still is it to the point where I am unlovable? that's all I want, to be loved, is that so much, is that beyond the good graces of the world? my luck it'll be some twisted falacy that society calls love. after Amber and I had sex for the first time, we laid in her bed for what felt like hours. naked, she snuggled in the crook of my arm, legs entwined. I felt true bliss for the first time. for what was actually about half an hour the world was a small dark room with a population of two. for a while I felt truely happy. I miss that. I wrote this one lonely night about two years ago at steak 'n shake, cracked out on coffee and cheap cigars. no matter how down you are, it could always be worse. . . its very strange that I should put this out here considering its one of my most guarded journal entries. . .
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2004 2:51 pm
t0paz kristinarr Beast0 let me tell you a little story . . . I'm tired of being alone. I feel empty, like a void in the lower part of my chest, just above where my gut starts. it's there almost every time I see a girl, and it's always there when its a guy and a girl together. being close. that's what I miss the most, that closeness. when I'm close to a girl I feel secure, loved. I miss that. I fell in love with Jen because she got close; I fell in love with Amber because we got close. I miss them both. I want to feel loved again, I want to feel like I matter. I want acceptance from the opposite sex, but I feel like that can never happen. I feel like there's something not right with me. and on some levels , that's true; but still is it to the point where I am unlovable? that's all I want, to be loved, is that so much, is that beyond the good graces of the world? my luck it'll be some twisted falacy that society calls love. after Amber and I had sex for the first time, we laid in her bed for what felt like hours. naked, she snuggled in the crook of my arm, legs entwined. I felt true bliss for the first time. for what was actually about half an hour the world was a small dark room with a population of two. for a while I felt truely happy. I miss that. I wrote this one lonely night about two years ago at steak 'n shake, cracked out on coffee and cheap cigars. no matter how down you are, it could always be worse. . . its very strange that I should put this out here considering its one of my most guarded journal entries. . . I know how you feel too.. With the sex thing, especially...
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