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Graveflowe

Like Murder
Stoned I awoke in your temple
To blackness above you
And death beside me
Where kitchen knives conspire
Razor blades make bloodless love
Like Murder
The ghost of a pale girl is solemnly following me
Pale will she follow me
Into the sea
I feel the flowers screaming
To consume you
Like Murder
Earth and sky your cradle
Earth and sky entomb you
And death beside me
I burrow through the dust
In your skull
But I cannot seem to find your soul
Bloodless and numb
We orbit the sun
Hungry will this pale thing
Follow me into the sea
On the cold side of her face
The reptiles awake
Locust swarm from open mouths
That sing thy kingdom come
While blackness hums
Nothing is true
and I'm tired of your sad today
You're screaming because
There's nothing left for you to say
Bloodless and numb
We orbit the sun
Hungry will this pale thing
Follow me into the sea
Stoned I awoke in your temple
To blackness above you
And death beside me
Where kitchen knives conspire
Razor blades make bloodless love
Like Murder

I Duno

once at midnight
i will ring myself to look upon you
and my thoughts will swim
naked nightmares cross my vision
and memories won't let me be
as my mind races and my pulse threatens
I can hardly deny my fist punishment
beat myself into senselessness
unconsciousness
I no longer wish to be here
with all the pain
and piercing memories
which haunt to the point of insanity
just leave me be
for one night
i take the white pill
and the memories are gone
I am gone a little more and more

Talking to old acquaintences

So I just got the phone number of my friend Amy-San. I called her and we had a surprisingly un-awkward conversation. I was glad to speak with her again. I felt bad about not talk to her since I left the Pet store, we were very close. Whenever we worked the same shift we'd ride to and fro together since I lived on the way to her house. Now she lives much closer and she is going to call me tomorrow, I imagine we will be hanging out soon. I am nervous but also excited to see her. She makes me think of how I want to be when I'm twenty eight, I hope I am not over exaggerating her age >.<, if so I mean not Amy-San!

Well I have continued my plight of anti americanism by jogging again today but I feel very weak. I can only jog up and down the full lengh of my street three times before I have to take a lenghy break, and then after my legs feel numb yet jell-o like and I can barely run half the way without feeling exhausted. BLAH! Oh yes, and I can only do twenty lifts of eight pound weights >.< I AM WEAK! Though, I do, do lifts throughout the day, so in all I atleast do sixty, but I try to do it whenever I think about it. I am on the road to better health yet! I feel proud and ashamed. Proud of trying and ashamed of how weak I've let myself become. I must not let myself fall into the abyss of depression and fatness! I am so fucking poetic. Well, if anyone reads this, I love you and be careful, the world is a dangerous and fucked up place.

V

Crazy Hamsters and Monsters Inc,.

I really want to see Wall-e, that movie looks super bad ass :). Monsters Inc was just on reg tv channel 13. Great fuckin movie no matter how old you are. Well my hamster is trying desperately to get out of this spinny ball. Should I let her out? I dunno, she's a bitch to all my other hamsters. Oh well...so my boyfrien is threatening to hack into my computer and such, it's not even mine, it's my brothers. He thinks I am going to start socializing online. Cheating or some stupid shit. Like, I have nothing to hide but it's frustrating knowing that he is going into my business anyway. I think I am going to ask my brother if there is a way to put a password on it. I am super irritated now, FUCK!

I don't KNOW

Why can't I just stay locked away
In the cage that is my mind where
If I want I can find
the tombs of thousands lost
Inside my head
not quite safe
do not journey if you do not know
I believe one day
here I will return
locked inside a shell
no one can enter
and I cannot leave
but that is okay with me

Exercise Freak

Well I've become very anti-american. I am jogging at least every other day and go to my friends gym as much as possible. Maybe this will become my new vice. In fact I believe it already has. I find it so relaxing and sometimes almost like a form of self mutilation. Running until it's hard to breathe and my legs ache in exhaustion. Pushing yourself harder and harder. Though I honestly feel as though I am not pushing myself as hard as I could. I must have what psychologist refer to as an addictive personality. Anything I gain some interest in I then become obsessed, addicted to ideas, to clothes, movies, shows, lifestyles, music, exercising, etc,. What will be my next addiction I wonder....

I wish I could pick an choose these addictions as my mind does, unknowingly of me. How nice it would be to become addicted to working and studying, instead of having to force myself to focus on the pages in my GED home study guide. However, I am not so lucky. I will now try to force knowledge upon my impending brain. Goodbye non existent readers! ^_^

Finally a real computer

What is there for me to do now? i must work very hard from now on. i need to find a new job, study and continue with my exercise regime. i hope i can become a better person, one capable of loving and not hurting so. i want to help people become better and realize their horrid ways. i don't understand, and yet i do, how people can be so wicked. what drives a person to be so hateful to someone they do not even know. why do people act this way? do they really think that money or education entitles you to treat others as though they are lesser creatures? i just don't understand it....i have had a reasonably difficult life, though not as difficult as some and i suppose this allows me to have a different view than those born wealthy and mostly problem free. Not saying wealthy people do not have problems but they do not face the dread of wondering how you will survive, how you will clothe and feed yourself. why is it these people find it so hard to view life from a different perspective? i find it very easy to look at a person and assume reasonably accurate things about people from gestures, clothes the way they walk and talk. the ability to read people well is a gift i enjoy and hate. what can i do...every time i study a person for the slightest amount of time i can tell something about them. i wonder if i will some day be able to use this for something good. i hope.

fuck

i wish very badly that i could have some kind of connection with my tj. i wish he could see me as an adult instead of a stupid child. i feel that if he allow himself to talk to me he might not view as such a fuckin nuisance. i hate this, i feel so fucking alone and to him i am simply a bother. fuck

smoking

so as the title states im outside feeling the annoying humidity that comes with living in texas. im with my jobless baby whom i love despite this frustrating fact. i just wish he had a want to better himself. if not for him than me atleast. but what can one do about such things except sit and try to coax them into that wanting state. i love him so, i simply wish to be at a point when we wont have to worry about things as trivial as currency.

lost boys

so im watching lostboys for the first time ever! is alright i spose. oi, i got paid today, a measly 60 bucks. between the thirty for my pets and twenty five for weed gah.......i guess i could afford to lose the habits. well i am feeling considerably better....being bi polar comes with these fuckin mood swings. i hate it!