dont give in to thoughts; the thoughts that betray

a friend has been really down in the dumps lately. too moody to smile. too emotionally crushed to even talk. too heart broken to see the bright side of things. being a victim of circumstance is never easy. its even harder when the circumstance is due to something really close to your heart. i feel your pain. ive read your thoughts. i understand each word u uttered. each letter mentioned on your page makes sense. u deserve to feel so terrible. u deserve to feel bitter and angry at life. but dont let it get you down. when the going gets tough, the tough gets going. u have to pull yourself together. you have to realise that this downward spiral isnt going to help you. it isnt going to help your health. it isnt going to help your studies. im not trying to be harsh. im just trying to be honest. you cant let everything you have and hold dear right now to go down the drain. you have to hold strong to the things and the people that care about you. everyone is concerned. everyone is hoping. everyone is wishing. everyone wants the best for you. please. dont go down the self destructive road. we care. we really do. we want to help. but above all those. WE WANT TO BE YOUR FRIENDS.

the used

I'm lying to myself and this daggers my excuse.

I must have caught something in the heat of all these dances.

I'm a worm with no more chances and i've lost all doubt in a chemical romance.

I guess i'm bitching at the thoughts of tarnished hope.

I'm so apathetic in my resentment.

Living, Loving, Knowing this in my resentment.

compare contrast

being human. we compare. we compare everything we do. we compare everything other people do. we take pride in knowing that what we did was better than what another person did. we feel happy when we're better. we feel a sense of accomplishment knowing that we beat the other person. but sometimes. its not about comparing. we feel horrible when we lose out. we feel horrible when we fall short. we feel terrible when other people fall short of OUR expectations. we get frustrated when we compare. "why isnt she doing it the way SHE did it?" "why isnt she doing wat SHE would have done?" we compare and in the end we end up hurting ourselves. nothing is accomplished. help me stop comparing. please.

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making my way downtown, walking fast, faces past and im homebound. staring blankly ahead just making my way, making a way through the crowd.

i need you. i miss you and now i wonder...

if i could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass me by? because you know i'd walk a thousand miles. if i could just see you tonight...

its always times like these, when i think of you, and i wonder wether you ever think of me...

and i wanna let you know, that i, that i, love you..

title and registration

life can be so messed up. you wake up feeling like the whole world is against you. you sit there wondering why you even bothered to drag yourself out of the comfort of the warm bed. you stand in front of the mirror. dazed and confused. staring at the person in the mirror. wondering how long the day will last. and wondering why the night is so dark. (maybe its because the day is too bright). then comes the redeeming factor. a glimpse of her face. a glimpse of having her by your side. a glimpse of her radiant smile. a glimpse of her wide kind eyes. then you think to yourself. maybe the day isnt that bad after all.

the most straightforward post ever

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hope you understand this. =)

sparta

as the lights dim. and the camera starts rolling. the curtain is drawn. being on centre stage. fighting the gazes. staring into the crowd. your head goes blank. your eyes get hazy. your mouth gets dry. your lips start to bleed. as i gaze into her eyes. and my lips start to tremble. the softness and dampness of her fountain refresh every cell. breathing gets heavy. i can feel the kiss. its real. its not a dream anymore.

last train home

"i wonder if you're listening. she told me that its all part of the choices that you make. even when you think you're right. you have to give to take. picking up all the signals. sometimes it feels like i dont really know whats going on. time and time again it feels like everything is wrong in here."

but theres still tomorrow. forget the sorrow.

shinobi vs. dragon ninja

amber

"take a stroll with me" walking is good. its good for the head its good for the feet. walking with someone special is even better. walking and having my "NEW FAVOURITE THING" is the best. sofas are meant to be sat on. sofas should be nice and soft and fluffy. pillows should be abundant. preferrably goose feathered ones. resist the temptation to take up all the space on the couch. u got to share the space. it's big enough for the both of us. but small enough to be able to cuddle. epidermis should always be in contact. for maximum comfort: distance between bodies should be no less than half an inch. the occasional *pat* on the cheek would be much duley appreciated. "could i interest you in some hand holding?" amber would be the color of our energy.

enthused

i feel weak when i see her. i feel soft when im with her. i feel helpless and insufficient when she holds my hand. i feel absolutely insecure when she doesnt call. i feel lonely when im sitting at home thinking about her. i feel retarded when we're alone. i get speechless when i stare into her eyes. i melt when she smiles back. i want more but i know i shouldnt expect more. im desperate when i smell her. i get numb when her heads on my shoulder. i get sick when i stutter on wat to say. i feel faint when she walks away. i feel happy when i think about the day. i feel absolutely ecstatic when im walking towards her. i want her. i have her. im enthused.

apple shampoo

he didnt mean to decieve you believe me. but sometimes the hardest part is concieving. the good intentions that you had, now only came to this. and although she saw the mark. the arrow missed. it isnt exciting, reciting the stories, of kind words turned hurting, when routine gets boring. both getting tired of punk rock clubs. both playing in punk rock bands. the start was something good. but some good things must end.

time of your life

another turning point. a fork stuck in the road. time grabs you by the neck directs you where to go. so make the best of this dance and dont ask why. its not a question but a lesson learnt in time. its something unpredictable but in the end its right. i hope you had the time of your life. so take the photographs and still frames in your mind. hang them on a shelf in good health and good time. tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial. for what its worth. it was worth all the while. its something unpredictable but in the end its right. i really hope you had the time of your life.

0609204

"the best day of my life. is all thanks to you" "the dreams have become reality. at least inside my mind." "she wears the sweetest perfume." "her name still falls from my lips." i get butterflys when i see you. i ache when im holding her hand. i love being lost. lost in her eyes.

house of cards

in this room. sitting by your side. coz its rains for hours and the phone is off its hook. standing no the edge. casting lots to set me up before you knock me down. off summer edge and drown me. we're betting on our own lives. making up for all the time we lost. "in this house of cards, we're all holding hearts and spades" this sign, design could come from above. when the people you love get lost in the shuffle. let it go and then you fold. so we stay on the open road. we drive for hours and still no end in sight. at all. driving in your car. miss the stop sign. fall in love. just to get knocked down. pull your punches. and burn with your ciggarettes. pull like a punch. burn like a ciggarette. forever.