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Tuesday, 24 November 2009
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Confession
Sometimes I want to be a writer
more than I want to write.
What's your confession? -
"If Only You Knew the Real Me"
I've heard this said time and time again. Perhaps you've said it. I've felt this way myself. That no one knows who I "really" am. No one can completely know you. They can only see who we allow them to see.
But
I've got to thinking
What if someone could see inside you? What if someone could climb inside your skin and live your every single one of your memories? Not become you, but just experience you as completely as you have. A sort of Vulcan Mind Meld to the nth degree. If this could occur do you think that people would love you more or less? Why? And what do you think they would discover about you that they don't already know? Would you want anyone to merge this way with you?
Monday, 23 November 2009
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I feel like being here
but I have nothing to say.
Talk to me. -
Never Give Up
The holidays are upon us. Time for the world to spin faster and the craziness to close in and to choke away the happiness. Time for the secure people to get depressed and the depressed people to get suicidal.
Take a breath.
Listen.
Never Give Up
by Joel Dobbins
If only there were more hours to the day
Then I could find a better way to say
What I am gonna tell you anyway
So wait here a while
'Cause we’re just mannequins and silhouettes
Dressing up in what we think is best
Hiding our mistakes and our regrets
Behind plastic smiles
Of your faith
Of your hope
Never let go
On your life
On your love
Never give up
'Cause we’re just tryin’ to live beyond our means
Like lines and dots of codes now obsolete
Speaking 'cause we won’t take time to think
But don’t you forget
When the sun won’t shine to greet you
When the rain is always falling on your face
May the road rise up to meet you
May you follow it and never lose your wayDon't let the world get to you. It's not supposed to be like this. I love you.
If you like this song, rec it. You may give someone else hope.
Saturday, 21 November 2009
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I Spelled it Like that On Purpose.
You are (the) missing peace.
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