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 Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 9:25 pm
It's somewhat terrifying yet exciting and calming to figure out you've always been where you were supposed to be.
Now comes the hard stuff.
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 10:35 pm
No. Just no. You have to stay.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 8:58 am
So many doors unlocked. Whole new pieces of the puzzle. No. Not new. Hidden. Hidden out of fear, shame or worry. No more lock and key. No more shame. No more fear. The puzzle will be built in full. The puzzle will be shown in full. Those who reject it due to new additions lack worth. Those who wish for the past instead of accepting the new future lack worth.
I will not pander to those who see me as a role, provision, commodity, abstraction or purpose in their lives. I am a person with an identity, an existence and my own ways. If you can not accept my layers then I will gladly turn away from you and let you drown in your own lack of acceptance.
You only have yourself to blame.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 4:34 pm
A hyena, I think.
The door, it wants it open.
It's bought the key.
But not right of passage through the door.
Tears and dreams.
Hope and faith.
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Violet Song jat Shariff Crew
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 6:41 pm
Some days aren't yours at all
They come and go
As if they're someone else's days
They come and leave you
Behind someone else's face
And it's harsher than yours
And colder than yours.
-Regina Spektor "Somedays"
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 3:33 am
One day you shall look back and weep...
but remember, I had no choice in this.
However I gave you many choices along the way...
it was a shame you could see so well that you didn't notice them.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:23 am
The Queen rests in her bower
Veiled by lover's glow
The scoundrel was cast away
The coward sleeps alone
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:29 pm
epiaf oy loaa upi hiud yp jsbr argy sm omdytipm nppl<@<
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:37 pm
i don't know who you really are or why you're here. you've ruled my life for over a decade and i still can't figure it out. am i sick, or are you real? are you me, or do i have multiplicity, or neither? or maybe i'm just a writer with a mary sue, and the pen hasn't hit the paper yet. but i know that i love you and i don't want you to leave. if we're different people, i wish you'd talk to me.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 6:45 pm
So where is the gold I was searching for.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 4:04 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 7:05 pm
How is it that I can know exactly where I'm going and yet be so completely lost?
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 1:19 pm
Над Татроу са блыска громы диво бию,
заставме их братья ведь са оны,
Стратья Словаци oжию.
То словеньско наше посьял тврдо спало,
Але блескы грому взбудзую го,
К тому абы са пребрало.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 8:02 pm
Hooooooooonestyyyy.....is such a lonely herb....
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 8:09 pm
Even when the glass shatters the pieces still fit. You just have to put them back together again.
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