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Your words are what give value to this space.
Never do that again.
Yes, I am aware.
Art by: Toujours
No Contest
even if no one gets me, if i'm the only one laughing at my jokes, i won't hide myself away from life. it's uncertain and it's dirty and it's fucking exciting, and i want to be a part of all of it.
it's too good to waste in hiding.
toujours
February, 21, 2009 1:27 AM
it's too good to waste in hiding.
toujours
February, 21, 2009 1:27 AM
heart full
Today on my way home from class, I stopped off at the petrol station for some petrol. I paid on my card which wasn’t a lot, and then as I was getting into my car, I saw an old man walking past the building. He had a red and green stripy jumper which was frayed at the ends. He was also wearing some jeans that were dirty and had holes all over.
I sat there and became intrigued by him because I didn’t know what he was doing, so as I sat there and watched him, he continued doing what he set out to do.
He walked past the trash cans and first picked out a cup with some drink still in it (one of the cups that you get from burger king that has coke in it). He then walked over to the next trash can and pulled out the end of a half eaten sandwich. In my shock horror, he ate it and then went to sit on the wall to drink the drink he had found.
I felt sad, I wanted to give him my last $4 that I had but I was told when I was younger that you should never give people money, you should give them something they need or can use because that way, if they had an addiction, they would not be able to use the money for their addiction. So I went into the shop and bought a chicken sandwich from their deli counter and then walked out of the building.
The guy was still sat at the wall drinking his drink so I walked up to him and asked him if he would like this sandwich. He thanked me and said that he was hungry.
I should of felt good after that, doing something for someone else but all I could think of is where his next meal will come from or where in fact he will sleep tonight.
Fimble Star
September 30, 2008 8:08 PM
(Tonight, although I am cold and my feet are sore, my belly is full.)
I sat there and became intrigued by him because I didn’t know what he was doing, so as I sat there and watched him, he continued doing what he set out to do.
He walked past the trash cans and first picked out a cup with some drink still in it (one of the cups that you get from burger king that has coke in it). He then walked over to the next trash can and pulled out the end of a half eaten sandwich. In my shock horror, he ate it and then went to sit on the wall to drink the drink he had found.
I felt sad, I wanted to give him my last $4 that I had but I was told when I was younger that you should never give people money, you should give them something they need or can use because that way, if they had an addiction, they would not be able to use the money for their addiction. So I went into the shop and bought a chicken sandwich from their deli counter and then walked out of the building.
The guy was still sat at the wall drinking his drink so I walked up to him and asked him if he would like this sandwich. He thanked me and said that he was hungry.
I should of felt good after that, doing something for someone else but all I could think of is where his next meal will come from or where in fact he will sleep tonight.
Fimble Star
September 30, 2008 8:08 PM
(Tonight, although I am cold and my feet are sore, my belly is full.)
It helped.
Jennicula,
Thank you for sharing your story. Although it only appeared briefly, I was lucky enough to have caught it.
Once upon a time, for me, that was the best part of this place...having my words related back to me from another's perspective.
And it never mattered to me who said it, just that it meant something to the writer.
Thank you for sharing your story. Although it only appeared briefly, I was lucky enough to have caught it.
Once upon a time, for me, that was the best part of this place...having my words related back to me from another's perspective.
And it never mattered to me who said it, just that it meant something to the writer.
Blog header image by: Anima
I would like to credit the photographer and thank her for sharing her work.
something
Don't let anyone tell you how to live your life. Hold your head up high and be proud of who you are. If you've had a shitty day and you feel like people just don't want you to be happy, and when you find yourself struggling to make it through the day, just keep on believing and keep the faith. Also, from personal experience, don't push people away. When they say they want to help and that they are there for you, let them in. Believe me, I know how fucking scary that thought is, but don't shut others out.
paperheartxx
September 22, 2008 11:07 PM
paperheartxx
September 22, 2008 11:07 PM
Retro-spectacled
Sometimes, when you look back on stuff in your life, you know, the crap that makes you shake your head and say, "Holy shit, what the Hell was I thinking?" it's part of what makes you - you.
I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have made small mistakes and really big, fucking scary mistakes. Would I change those mistakes and blunders?
No. Wanna know why?
Because they make me - me. They help make up the person that I am, what I've learned the hard way. Hopefully I've learned from my mistakes and have become a better person for it. And, hopefully I don't repeat those same mistakes. Although, sometimes I repeat variations of certain ones, but I'm working on that. :)
Jennicula
June 11, 2008 11:19 AM
I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have made small mistakes and really big, fucking scary mistakes. Would I change those mistakes and blunders?
No. Wanna know why?
Because they make me - me. They help make up the person that I am, what I've learned the hard way. Hopefully I've learned from my mistakes and have become a better person for it. And, hopefully I don't repeat those same mistakes. Although, sometimes I repeat variations of certain ones, but I'm working on that. :)
Jennicula
June 11, 2008 11:19 AM
aloft
Blazing against the sun
like locusts,
samaras swarm the sky
and skitter to an earthly end,
dry
like clever words.
I want to make them fly up,
flip heaven upside down
and dance across the top of hell
and sing your thoughts
to the sound of thunder
that you love so well,
rip open the littered sky
and bathe in the light
or draw across the firmament
the blanket of the night.
In only a day they have
covered the ground,
their brief flight
yielding nothing permanent
on infertile land,
a fleeting moment of swarming glory
that calls to mind our own
short story:
Diamonds and petals,
the loom and the light,
the inkdark moon, foxfire marsh,
an open, waiting hand.
Clever winged seeds
of childhood reminiscent--
and like the idiot grown-up heart,
as stubbornly indehiscent.
Weaver Girl
May 26, 2008 11:27 PM
like locusts,
samaras swarm the sky
and skitter to an earthly end,
dry
like clever words.
I want to make them fly up,
flip heaven upside down
and dance across the top of hell
and sing your thoughts
to the sound of thunder
that you love so well,
rip open the littered sky
and bathe in the light
or draw across the firmament
the blanket of the night.
In only a day they have
covered the ground,
their brief flight
yielding nothing permanent
on infertile land,
a fleeting moment of swarming glory
that calls to mind our own
short story:
Diamonds and petals,
the loom and the light,
the inkdark moon, foxfire marsh,
an open, waiting hand.
Clever winged seeds
of childhood reminiscent--
and like the idiot grown-up heart,
as stubbornly indehiscent.
Weaver Girl
May 26, 2008 11:27 PM
Electric Blue
…today I saw a ulysses butterfly it was in our yard and settled to feed on our hibiscus. They really are fantastically beautiful things, the electric blue is amazing, however as they sit with their wings closed they are rather nondescript and dull. Sometimes people are like that, from the outside they seem unappealing but within there hides an amazing beauty for those lucky enough to see it. I hope you appreciate beauty in all things, and look for it perhaps where others miss it.
ergoproxy
April 29, 2008 4:45 AM
ergoproxy
April 29, 2008 4:45 AM
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL.
I read your post again and suddenly without warning memories of construction paper filled my head. I remembered all the lop-sided flowers my girls made when they were young. Bright blue, yellow and pink flowers that were cut out with blunt end scissors would fill the windows to decorate for Easter. An occasional bunny was attempted but those usually ended up looking like creatures from a horror movie. Flowers were so much easier. I can close my eyes and hear the paper being cut into petals. I can smell the Elmer’s glue squirted on in huge blobs to attach each misshapen petal to form the flowers. We had a huge arts and crafts box full of wonderful items just waiting for their imaginations to turn into something wonderful. In my mind I see my daughters, as they once were, small, blond little girls sitting on the floor surrounded by scraps of paper and other art supplies. They would create their masterpieces then proudly show each other. Oh and Lord the messes that would ensue if the glitter made an appearance. Now, the box is forgotten. I’m not really sure where it even is anymore. The few flowers so lovingly created that survived are faded and dusty and high on a shelf they sit. Time marches on, so many things get left behind.
Today was the first Easter I spent alone. I don’t think it really upset me until I remembered the construction paper flowers. Of course I understand that my daughters are growing up and have lives of their own. But understanding doesn’t make it any easier to accept. I miss my little girls in their frilly Easter dresses. I miss the laughter that filled the house when they found what the Easter Bunny left for them. And I miss making the damn flowers.
Elena
March 24, 2008 3:57 AM
Today was the first Easter I spent alone. I don’t think it really upset me until I remembered the construction paper flowers. Of course I understand that my daughters are growing up and have lives of their own. But understanding doesn’t make it any easier to accept. I miss my little girls in their frilly Easter dresses. I miss the laughter that filled the house when they found what the Easter Bunny left for them. And I miss making the damn flowers.
Elena
March 24, 2008 3:57 AM
From the corner.
I wonder if you noticed
all our friends playing
Some had never tried before
and the result was amazing.
Poems from the corner
from the left and right
We did our best to keep them flowing
Late into this night.
If nothing else was accomplished
I hope we made someone see
How truly beautiful and amazing
a poem can be.
Sdock10
March 13, 2008 11:36 PM
all our friends playing
Some had never tried before
and the result was amazing.
Poems from the corner
from the left and right
We did our best to keep them flowing
Late into this night.
If nothing else was accomplished
I hope we made someone see
How truly beautiful and amazing
a poem can be.
Sdock10
March 13, 2008 11:36 PM
Thank You. Truly.
"This little world has grown around us, out of nothing, and it is a remarkable thing. Even the dark and dirty parts, the violent parts. Humanity will not thrive without passion."
Redrum
March 1, 2008 3:13 AM
Redrum
March 1, 2008 3:13 AM
Uncondensed
Your words are what give value to this space.
Never do that again.
Yes, I am aware.
Character Advocacy.
"Don't ever pretend to be something you're not. You are who you are, and no one can change that. The people who don't like the real you are just gonna have to suck it. Don't take shit from anyone. Don't crumble. Throw a few birds, and walk on.
I'm still trying to do this, so maybe we can work on it together."
mustardisbetter
January 16, 2008 4:48 PM
I'm still trying to do this, so maybe we can work on it together."
mustardisbetter
January 16, 2008 4:48 PM
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«Oldest ‹Older 2601 – 2664 of 2664Hi Jade,
Curry'll do that to you, especially if your feeling a bit nauseous already! For me it's underdone fried breakfasts - to be done properly everything has to be burnt.
Have a slug of Pepto-Bismol and you'll be fine....
Kass xx
Hi Jade!
Aw...Sheep are sooo cutesie!
Pepto makes me barfy.
Lloyd is a great name for the sheep. I love it!
Just dropping in belablack-super evillain defender of the pure evil truth. Curiously grid associated.
Any ideas anyone?
*snorts and giggles like the little schoolgirl she is*
I didn't read the earlier comments. Sorry, pp!
Golly, I sure do feel like a crop circle!
OK SisM,
PP noticed that the 'grid' pic had a link to an 'belablack-super evillain defender of the pure evil truth'.
We googled it and it led us to a MySpace guy called 'Bela Black' who also has his own webpage - www.belablack.com. On the webpage was a couple of interesting internet oddities, including a funny Lonely Hearts letter from a 'Lloyd' looking for his ideal woman, which I've posted above somewhere.^^
An Anon poked their head in to fans the flames of conspiracy, then Lolita Haze pointed out that the 'evil' bit had come from posting the pic on her photobucket.
Case Closed.
Love,
Kass xx
Also, in a spooky coincidence, the Lloyd I, ahem, 'stalked' (see above), was actually the son of a sheep farmer so I associate the name with our ovine friends already.
*Twilight Zone music*
Kass xx
*Twilight Zone X2*
Son of a sheep farmer.
You can't even make this kind of shit up.
Mayo the question still remains. Do you love your Lovelies or do you scorn them? Even the outside world cares about them. They are talked about here and there. Most of the time with ridicule. It is how I found this place. I have come to like them.
Just treat them well.
Thank you Anon. You are very sweet and thank you for caring about us. It means a lot.
Thank you, Anon :)
Could you answer me one thing?
Are we really that "watched?"
I don't understand why.
Hi guys.
quickie lunch drive-by for me today.
How is everybody?
Hi Jennicula!
Hi Anima!
Yes, I was here when the anon asked if we wanted them to spill the beans. I posted an answer somewhere up there, too.
Kass - Thanks! Crack CSI detective work, PP. :)
We know we're not looked upon kindly in this fanbase, although I'm not sure what else can be expected from mostly teenage fangirlies who kiss the Way ass for a living. What I don't understand is, if we're so ridiculed, why do they keep coming here to watch us? Why should our convos make any difference to them? (If it goes back to the possible identity of Mayo, we can skip that. I've already figured out who Mayo is.)
Mayo is Mighty Mouse. ^_^
m
at
December 1, 2007 7:22 AM
NOT ME
good impression though ?
love
m.
P.S say hi to S.
Well then, Mighty Mouse needs to come save the day!!! ;)
*bets Mayo is eating his bowl of Wheaties right now*
m
Hello! We've missed you. Sdock really does.
Hi Anima, m., Mustard, Sister M.
How are you guys?
Here I come to save the day!!!!
Come on Mayo. Pretty please???
Hi Sis!
Hi m.!
Crap!
Flingin' flangin' stupid lunchtime is over and I actually have work to do today. :(
I'll be by later.
ps. m. you've been missed by a number of peeps, myself included.
Oh Anon,
If we were loved by the 'fansheep' I'd wonder what we were doing wrong, and this place would be overrun by teenies.
I have, in the past, made a couple of entreaties to the BN community to listen to some of the stuff us 'hayt'rz' have been saying on Mayo - diluted down from Kapunua-level, obviously - but I'm not sure I can be bothered any more.
I honestly don't understand some of the people over there - when I was 14-15 I was obsessed with Liam Gallagher, but I was never blind to the fact that he had a major coke-fuelled personality disorder and a potty mouth.
Love,
Kass xx
That's Anon@12.32pm.
Hello Jen & m!
To Mayo:
"Within you I lose myself...
Without you I find myself
Wanting to be lost again."
Love to YOU Always,
S
To m.
That was a good impression of you the other day, but I think they left out the period. I was still not sure.
I hope you are doing well, my friend. I have missed talking to you. Take care of yourself.
I must get back to work now..ughh!
Love,
S
Hi Kass & S&V20.
Well, I consider it an honor to be "hated" by so many fansheep. It just means I'm sticking by my guns and not wowed by the "razzle-dazzle" factor.
I will not blindly follow anybody anywere. I don't give a shit who or what you are. Even if you tempt me with chocolate.
Oh, come on Jenn.
You know you are mesmerized by the fabulousness of Princess 'Razzle-Dazzle' Some&Venom20!!!
^_~
Hi, Jenn! Doing OK, thanks -- you?
Hi, Princess! Can you save my ass from work?
Kass, I go to BN sometimes, just for the pics. :) I even created an account, but so far none of the fansheep have dared to say boo to me. ^_~
I've only actually spoken with 2 people, and both of them seem pretty nice. The forums? Nuh uh, you couldn't get me on there with someone else's boobs!!!
Sis Midnite, I just realized you were near the front end of the anon posting. Sorry 'bout that.
Hi M!
So that wasn't you? Interesting. I wonder who it was and maybe we should address this other 'm' person.
I will repost:
Anonymous said...
Mayo is very lucky to have so many friends.
Some have no support network.
m
December 1, 2007 7:22 AM
m-anon, would you like to come back? Just thought I'd ask.
I think that Kapunua is making up the "pretty boy" to make a certain blog keeper jealous. I think there is no "Pretty boy" and there was no date. No man in his right mind would date her anyway.
You know most of you agree with me you're just afraid to say it.
Anon, I do not agree with you at all actually. Please leave.
SisM,
I go to BN for the pics (except that they keep reposting the same ones and in inappropriate places), if I'm bored and want to antagonise Voluptuosity (know her? - 'cos she's clearly got the inside scope *sigh*), or if there's a new interview, etc... and I want to compare and contrast the teeno response with what we're saying on here.
It's quite a useful 'source' but it does sometimes awaken my more violent tendencies...
Kass xx
Oh, I don't know Anon - some guys have a fetish for terrifying women!
Vulture:
STFU, actually.
I'm not afraid to say anything. Kapunua is a very lovely person, inside and out. And she could kick my ass...easily, which makes her cool.
We won't tolerate your slander here. This is normally a peaceful, thought-provoking place until people, such as yourself, show up and ruin it for us. Keep your comments to yourself if they aren't going to do anything but hurt and provoke. Your kind isn't wanted.
Now, if you want to return with something supportive and meaningful, by all means do so, but your insults will do nothing.
Fuck.
*Your kind AREN'T wanted.
'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet
You're a slave to money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the veins meet yeah,
No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
Well I never pray
But tonight I'm on my knees yeah
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now
No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
I can't change
I can't change
'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet
Try to find some money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the things meet yeah
You know I can change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
I can't change my mold
no, no, no, no, no,
I can't change
Can't change my body,
no, no, no
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
Been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Have you ever been down?
Have you've ever been down?
Anon @ 1:16, you're so full of shit, you squeak. There is a 'pretty'.
And not every guy wants a nice little girlie who'll do whatever he says. Quit slagging Kapunua here, amongst her friends.
Kass, I hear ya. ^_^
Voluptuousity was at VV's blog once, her & her little army were so pathetic, it was hilarious. If Gerard took a dump right in the middle of the Vatican, she'd find some way to justify it.
Anima - S'okay. ^_^
dear friends,
thank you - i have missed you all too
aplogies for a prolonged absence
S. how are you ?
love
m.
P.S Touch passion when it comes your way...It’s rare enough as it is. Don’t walk away when it calls you by name.
i'm a buzznet member. i confess to being partial to the gerard way forum! i like checking out the pics, interviews, videos etc. most people on there are very sweet actually, some are pretty witty too. there are people with diff points of view as well. at the end of the day it is there to cater for the teenage market and thats ok, sad to disappoint them at such an age! i also confess to having a few fan girl moments looking at the GWay package! and his eyes too actually! but i don't really do that any more i seem to have lost my will to be a fan girl of late!! but i still check in most days cos you get news of anything pretty quick there.
anon @ 1.16pm.
why bother??
hello m if that is you?
m.,
I am struggling with my sanity today. Work is driving me mad. I am lost in a sea of chaos.
How are you doing?
Love,
S
p.s. I would love to hold passion with both hands.
hello there
yes it is me
m.
S.
I am well thank you - celebrated my birthday just a few days ago.
life is good
love
m.
hallo and nice afternoon/evening to all of you *hugs*
how are you all?
the weather here drives me crazy, grey and rain now.... I could sleep the whole day, how good that work stops me fropm really doing that *lol*
a happy belated birthday to you m. *hugs*
hope you had an awesome day :)
nice to see that here are more sagittarius, not only J and I :)
Well, happy belated birthday m.!
Was it a good one?
Hey FASC!
Hello Pixie!
m.,
You are correct as usual. Life is good.
Thanks for the reminder.
I almost forgot.....
Must get back to work now. I hope you will not stay away so long. And Happy Belated B-day, I wish'd you would have let us celebrated with you.
Love,
S
p.s. take care of yourself.
hey everyone!
talk about living dangerously: i'm making this comment at work, and my supervisor is sitting at the very next computer!
mwah-hah-hah! i like to live dangerously!
anyway, just popping in to say "hi", to see if mayo has been here (since i probably won't be able to comment when i get home if he hasn't) and to ask you all to wish me luck -- i have a job interview in a couple of hours and i really need the job!!
okay, toodle-o, must dash before my luck runs out! :D
-tj
thanks to all
for once a birthday to remember,
S.
Answer me just one question before you go,
is my trip to georgia still on the cards or have you come to your senses ?
love
m.
hi toujours so take care and good luck later *hugs*
thanks pixie!
byeeeeee! :D
Happy Belated Birthday, m!
Is it just me, or is it too quiet here today?
(drama in 3... 2... 1...)
Hi FASC! I hear you about BN, that's why I leave it to the teens. I can't see things like they can anymore, too much life lived, y'know?
hi MIB!
happy belated bd m!
TJ good luck with the job interview!
hello pixie and sdock as well and anyone else!
m.,
Sorry, I was lost in Bloggerville there for a few minutes.
Of course you are still more than welcome to come and get lost in the Georgia swamps with me.
My picture that I put up is actually of the sunset last night. Isn't it pretty?
Now, I must go for real.
Love,
S
p.s. You still want to come? Or are you coming to your senses?
totally get you sis M. i got lost in bloggerspace there for a mo! never done that before!
Just got back in from lunch.
Good luck TJ. We will be cheering you on!
Happy belated birthday M!
I guess I should go back to working. Blah. Just a quick question first.
.
.
.
Mayo, what are you wearing?
Good afternoon/ evening everyone. Hi there m, how are you?
Well, m, I see there's another Sagittarius in the group!
My birthday was Monday, when was yours? You could have dropped by the party and we could've celebrated together.
J
hello bc
i am well thank you
and you ?
m.
Anon @ 1:16:
Biggest load of bullshit I ever heard. GTFO.
m, that is good to hear. I am doing pretty good. I hear you just celebrated your birthday, correct? Happy birthday!
Anonymous who seems to hate Kapunua,
Each time that you come in with your attempted character assassination, it does nothing but reflect on you. Your opinion seems to be that K is unworthy of love, respect, and friendship. And yes, everyone is entitled to their opinion. But voicing your particular words doesn't solve any problems, whatever those may be.
If you have issues with Kapunua, I'm sorry. Not everyone is expected to like everyone else. But if all you're going to do is pop in and out with insults and ugly words, then please refrain from commenting until you have your feelings under control. We welcome rational discussions here, but we do not welcome stone-throwing.
J
oooh its tres quiet in here tonight!!! i'm off for a shower. i'll try and pop in later.
mayo indulge us please!!!!
sorry mayo you already have i am just a dick!
By Pseudonym-of-mine
"the dark red snow falls
and I am lost in my dream
and lost without you
---
don�t find me don�t find
the real person under the
shell of this human
---
I write the poem
small hope that you�ll find all my
joys and my sorrows
---
but that won�t happen
and I�m glad that it will not
because I�m fine being
---
lost"
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