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#100days When do we need solace, When for it do we seek. When we are angry, Or tired, sore and weak. Seeking solace isn't easy, Not when we are so proud.
Feeling beautiful Dreaming peacefully at night All the stars collide Eyelashes shut firm Will be revealed tomorrow With the light of day My heart beats slower My life is ahead of me Breathing...
Is it just me. Am I so wrong. To have sexual thoughts. All day long. What can I say. I'm a sexual man. I like to have it. As much as I can. Missionary. Doggy style. No matter which.
I'm 33 nearly 34, a family man.. But besides my family, I wonder if I have any real friends... Yeah I got people I visit, and talk to.. But..
I never cut corners I always do it right. If I believe strongly I will stop and fight. I try to do what's right and never wrong. I'm the singer and my life is the song.
In my mind all is quiet. I just feel numb to touch. My eyes tell me a story. Sometimes a little too much. My traits are just me. I won't change who I am. If no one likes it. I don't give a damn.
The more spiritual one learns about oneself from spiritual awareness, the less one judges. It's an amazing inner experience, simply let others be. In any case who are we to judge others.
I awake with the best of intentions, I'm going to leap out of bed. Then the cold light of day splinters my eyes, I return to my slumber instead.
I always try to give people benefit of the doubt,I must, But still always have a niggling suspicious lack of trust I never give myself in any way 100 percent Untill I know for sure the facts and how...
Why do we need all these items and ideas to snare our souls. Why do we argue so much over things. Why do we always crave more. The perfect shoe defines me. The perfect dog to bark who I am.
So I haven't been around for a bit, To be honest I've been feeling worse than shit. I've been surrounded by negativities, Keeping busy with mundane activities.
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that. A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.
I hate it when I get in fights. All my friends assume I love it. I hate it when people under estimate me. Something thats not hard to do. I hate it when people insult my friends.
I can chose to be with someone new. Someone new who is available to love me. To love me as if I'm the best thing in his world. His world which only revolves around my happiness.
I don't care about your face, It doesn't matter, it's not my place, All our hearts, minds and skin, All different but the same within, I see your eyes, unique and bright, Though some narrow to give...
Dear mind, Please don't leave me, I know we've had our differences, but that just makes us...well us/me. I promise to try and treat you better.
Silent tears that I cry Begging for help, begging for mercy My head is swimming with a plethora of buzzing thoughts wanting to get in my way and mess up my mind Sadness.
You've looked into the mirror Your jaw has dropped, agape You say yours has a heffalump Well mine contains an ape. Bags under your eyes.
Sing a song of sadness, A cry of sorrow strong, Sing a song of grey and black: You knew it all along.
There's a heffalump in the mirror I wish you all could see. The strangest thing I ever saw Staring back at me. There's a heffalump in the mirror It's screwing up its face.
I've had a little clear out. Got rid of a lot of things. Clothes, junk and the like. And people who shit fling. I cannot be bothered. To entertain you no more. The drama in my life.
Bollocks. I think I'm getting fatter, It's all these cooked breakfasts I've been having. The temptation to eat them is too hard to resist. They are mouthwateringly sensational.
Hey there mate. How's it going. Have you grown in any way. Smarter perhaps. Wittier maybe. Taller. Whatever it may be, I hope you're happier than the year before.
"The consequence for life is death. The consequence for eating is getting fat. The consequence for falling is hurting. The consequence for meeting you is breaking my heart.