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I used to pretend I never hit that low. Just pushed it out, pretended it wasn't there. But I realize now, I only did that because I was still in that hole.
I was out for a day doing nothing just a movie, a meal & a great catchup with a buddy. Came home totally tired totally drained. Slept it off & I woke up the next day.
My my. Would you take a quick look at that...Arn't I such a clever kitty cat. I'm on my 400th post as you can see. Those 100 pots have gone by too quickly.
Life is full of troubles Life is never fair But it seems as though I'm getting More than my fair share Some people live unhurried lives Each day is feather light For me each day is a heavyweight I...
Show me your life. And I'll tell you mine. The loss of control. The powerlessness. The fight for life. The retreat from the same. The reasons I chose. Show me your world. And I'll draw you mine.
I daydream. In fact I dream in the day more than in my sleep. I just sit and stare. People say its not fair. And when someone wakes me up. In my seat I jump. I don't care where I am or what time it...
#100days I love the world as a whole, but not everything in it. My world is revolved around academics and music, where the world some live in wouldn't be loved by me in a minute.
I admit I'm proud. With both my achievements and successes. With the things I've come to own. And with people I've been able to know. I'm proud of all those things and even more.
#household Ripples running over me Giving me a shine I never could attain in life, One I could never find.
Is this thing called love an actual type of bodily emotion. Or is it some dreampt up strange fairytale notion. Where did it come from and what could it possibly be.
I am lost in a daze, I cannot find my feet. The sky's in a haze, And I've lost all belief. I've given up on hope, And I'm ready to leap. I need a new life, One that I'll be ready to keep.
Dear future me... Look, I know things are pretty tough. I know you feel rough. Just remember everything you've ever been through. It's been hard for everyone as well as you.
I don't no what has happened My work has come to a halt Trying hard to produce something It's really not my fault.
Sometimes I wonder If I I've done enough to be remembered by. To leave foot prints in the sand as the sea water kisses the sky. Do you follow my ways and take large faithful strides.
Everybody knows love and pain. Some believe they are one and the same. Others play it like its a game. Whatever we do we are all the same. I say always embrace the pain.
Rank 32?. Your kidding me right. I can't be that good Especially at night But am I really. Is it true. Do I actually belong this high With the talented you.
Darkness summons the moody angst, And romance of an inner evil; A force the subject fights against, Or submits to, welcome thinly veiled. Not this dark.
We re quick to see others faults but unable to see our own errors. When we encounter setbacks or failures, we would invariably challenge others faults.
What is this number that I've reached.
We have all encountered change in our lives; both good and bad. We have all beed tested at our ability to adapt to new environments, ideas and ways of living however subtle the changes may be.
I saw someone on tv, a scientist, posing the question " where does our consciousness go when we sleep?" his opinion was that we disappeared into oblivion in those hours.
I was in the supermarket today, and I saw a nice notepad. I thought, 'Why don't I get that notepad to write in?' But then I remembered I had Opuss to write in.
They say I'm lazy, What a shame, But I'm really not the one to blame, It's my brain, It says don't move, It's say don't ever pick up your room, It says take it slow, You wouldn't want to stub your...
Boredom, oh boredom Where would we be. You fill us with nothing And encourage creativity Boredom, oh boredom Why can't you see. I want to do something Let me be free.