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Yes, I am aware.
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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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-BC
Don't wish to be someone else.
Strive to be that person. As good or better.
If you spend your days wishing, your wants never come true.
Good luck Darling.
-Amyranth.
P.S - I'm going to post a picture of my tree later. It's HUGE!
thank you for the new post mayo. much appriciated.
i new it wasnt you the other day. but cheers for sorting it out. so how is life work etc.
Are you talking about yourself or somebody else?
hey karen amy and bc
As Amy said, don't wish to be someone else. Just be you. I like you just the way you are, well, before all of this shit started. You do not have to pretend for anyone else. Just be yourself. The only person you need to prove your worthiness is yourself, not anyone else.Be true to who you are and who you want to be.
Oh, you sneaky, sneaky Mayo.
Who do you wish to be?
Is this in regards to the fake Mayo? Cheers either way, Mayo. We sure needed a new play room!
so are you still here mayo?
just want to know how are you today?
Fimble, where have you been my English-living-in Florida-chum? ^__^
Anonymous, you have no idea how much in love we are. It is truly magical and one of a kind. A true love. Something you will never experience or cherish you gibberish dolt. Anyways, as soon as his feelings were revealed, we continued to send each other secret messages and love poems, without anyone being unaware of our actions. We had both decided to keep it low-key. October 26th was the last comment I had received from him unfortunately as I mentioned in the last post. I cannot be sure whether or not my little jar of Mayonaise despises the rest of the bloggers. I am not entirely sure what plagues his mind at times except that I know that we love and care about each other. He attempts his best to never mention me on his blog, due to protecting our privacy.
Posted on bleeding chaos blog. Enjoy!
Hi FS! :)
i am here bc. just been long to load the page
how are you
Ha ha Anonymous. You don't get it do you? EVERYTHING I posted on my blog is entirely FAKE!!
hey rw. ohhhh i was just going to call you your really name shame on me arghhhh
Except for those anonymous comments. Those are ENTIRELY real! Ha ha
Fimble, ah, I missed you dearie *hugs*
Hi there RW how are you?
yay I can load it quickly
mayo you went surfing?
Suuuuure!
i told Mayonaise that I never wanted to give him a blowjob, just a hand job, and of course, some sex in the process. He said, in gentle resolution, that I had to blow him first. I obeyed. I wanted to please him. And so, my delicate hands went to fumble with his belt, while I was looking into his eyes. He felt and saw the love in them. As soon as I removed his belt, I unzipped his pants, and I took out his hard rock dick. He was beginning to pant. I slowly began my rapture on him. I was sucking him dry, and he absolutely loved it. He began to moan loudly with pleasure, as he placed his hand on my hair, tugging it. I didn't care. I was turned on by the way he was moaning. It was fantastic. Best night ever.
Posted on Bleeding Chaos blog
Enjoy!
hahaha ergo. i bet he went to summer bay or ramsey street hahahahaha
Under the radar?
What time is it where you are?
I may never know.
You don't believe me?! Check out the very first post where it says Author's Notes. I said that most of the story I wrote is entirely fake and only written for the HELL of it, except for those comments. Those were posted here.
hey rw. ohhhh i was just going to call you your really name shame on me arghhhh
That's okay, FS :) If anyone's read my blog entries then they already know it.
hey anon why don't you just link to the blog it'd be a lot easier !
BC isn't hiding it, it's a story
"gnarley dudes"
so very, very good to hear from you, mayo.
i happen to know a lot about wishing to be someone else these days, or somewhere else, or anything else, to be honest.
but, this is your blog not mine!
i was wondering: were you able to keep current with all these comments? will you even try to catch up? that would be a big task, and i'll bet you're pretty busy these days.
maybe i'll just repost the important rambles...ahahaha.
"important rambles"
funny.
oh damn now I have "underneath the radar" in my head.
oh FS Summer Bay for sure !! theare are so many ripping curls there for grommets like mayo
http://welayinsilentbliss.blogspot.com/
ergoproxy - Good idea
Yup, that tree is freaking HUGE.
I don't even know if I can decorate it this year!
-A
maybe he will run into alf stewart oh that woould be funny hahahahaha
TJ !!!!!!
hiya babe ! I emailed you ,how are you?
Thanks Ergo. I am not hiding the story. In fact, I wanted to get attention for it because it's basically a big fuck you to the anons who keeps harassing me. Just look at my author's note.
Author's Note: **This is all in good fun. Nothing else. And possibly, it is a big fuck you as well. Take your pick. **
I am not mad, just very amused.
Mayo:
You have no idea how much I needed this post right now.
In three lines, you've summed up my entire fucking existance.
I sometimes feel like a fraud.
I have to be to be okay.
Please take care, and I promise I'll do the same.
*observes*
*shakes head*
I am so very glad I can get this to load.
*goes back to observing*
Last night was the best sex ever. Mayonaise was a pro in the bed, I have to admit. We even managed to break the bedpost from all of his wonderful humping and thrusting. A few times he thrusted into me so hard that I ended up digging the bed while screaming and moaning in pain and pleasure. I had finally lost my “chastity” to him, and it was completely worth it. A few times I had the chance to spank his ass/arse, which was nice and firm, as was his package.
Posted on bleeding chaos blog. Enjoy!
"Struth there's some mental case here with mayonnaise all over him, stone the flamin' crows" - Alf
Hi there squeak squeak. Missed ya! *hugs*
Anonymous, I am not hiding the story so who cares if you post the link? It's all in good fun.
hello, ergo. ^__^
i haven't checked my email tonight yet, but i will!
ergo. that is classic arghhhh i had a vision of him to hahahah
mj, maybe I will be damned, but really, this is just for fun. Eh.
TJ - I think the only important ramlbes from today was the bondage session we got into over at the Clinic.
What's everybody's Safe Word?
-A
hello bc. ^.^
i read the first chapter of your story, but it looks like the new chapter is a bit more...*ahem* racy!
He even suggested at one point that he was going to declare our love by writing Sharpie messages on his neck while he and the band were touring Projekt Revolution. Those messages you saw? They were never directed or meant for Lyn-Z. They were for me. It was our way of communicating to each other alas long distance, because I couldn’t be there for him at the time.
Are you curious to see the last anonymous comment he had sent me before he left? Here you go.
Anonymous said...
No one I ever knew or have spoken to, resembles you.
This is good or bad, all depending on my general mood.
Why do you think I let you get away with all the things you say to me?
Could it be I like you?
October 26, 2007 1:29 AM
Posted on bleeding chaos blog. Enjoy!
hey amyranth. i peeked in there and one point and just...backed...the...hell..away.
O_O
Sorry bc I messed up that post the last part was direct towards the anon not you.
Ah do not worry squeak squeak. It was only in good fun, that is all :)
Oops, I'm sorry too mj. I shouldn't have made that assumption.
FS
oh maybe he can live at the caravan park (like just about everyone seems to) and hang out at the diner or surf club.
he'd have to be terminally ill or have an affair or be hiding some great secret though.
hmmmmmm....wonder what it could be.
Um, anonymous, that comment you posted, that is actually a real one.
Oh, and I changed my url too ^__^
MIB - You're not a fraud.
-A
Toujours and Elena:
I left you a present.
By the way, Mayo... we were wondering about your grid pick from your last post. We keep thinking we see things hidden in it (a hand, figures, letters). Are we on the right track with this, or off our rockers??
oh, mayo.
just realized it's a haiku.
you always make me grin.
hey ergo. i think he would be hiding a great big secret. i wonder wat the secret could be. let me think
any ideas
Hi there mustard. How are you?
oh I know he's a slightly strange young man who anly ever wants mayo sandwiches from teh diner who spends all is time on the internet in his caravan earning him the distain of Coleen and the concern from Sally.
He becomes obsessed with Martha though he doesn't know it's her from the blog, and begins to try and track her down.
Martha meanwhile is secretly attracted to this young guy and gets a job at the diner to see him.
mustard, i was actually writing a comment there when you were leaving yours.
it was a wonderful surprise!
i wrote back, and
thank you.
BC:
New name, but I'm sticking with the old initials.
Been better I suppose, and short on words.
Finally! Thank you!!!
Be yourself, rather than who you wish to be. Flaws and all. The real deal is always better than a wanna-be.
p.s 100% of the time.
Mayo...if only you knew. (shakes head)
katherine (not signed in)
of course that was "only" not "anly" which sounds rude. Home and Away is a G rated show.
EP you have just lost me what are you talking about?
stop it ergo you are making me cry with laughter. omg i can totally see it. but instead od home and away its home and mayo
Mustard, everyone is sticking with the old initials, I don't mind though. Today I had such a fun day.
Are you doing okay? You seem kinda down.
hi katherine !
By the way Hi Everybody
sorry MJ it's a aussie soap called Home and Away, set at a beachside town called Summer Bay, caught a wave made me think surfing and FS suggested he go there
My dear sweet anonymous, are you still here?
To martha: Hi Dr. Nick! How are you mj? Hi sis m, K, anyone else I forgot
I was thinking DR who thanks for letting me know Ep
Anonymous said...
Anonymous, you have no idea how much in love we are. It is truly magical and one of a kind. A true love. Something you will never experience or cherish you gibberish dolt. Anyways, as soon as his feelings were revealed, we continued to send each other secret messages and love poems, without anyone being unaware of our actions. We had both decided to keep it low-key. October 26th was the last comment I had received from him unfortunately as I mentioned in the last post. I cannot be sure whether or not my little jar of Mayonaise despises the rest of the bloggers. I am not entirely sure what plagues his mind at times except that I know that we love and care about each other. He attempts his best to never mention me on his blog, due to protecting our privacy.
Posted on bleeding chaos blog. Enjoy!
November 30, 2007 11:30 PM
what is the point of posting someones blog. that just isnt fair. why dont you post all of it
and get a name to
Hi bc
FS
But martha has an old flame who arrives in the bay and immediately dislikes Mayo knocking the laptop off the table at the surf club.
Mayo runs down to the beach where Rick finds him sobbing into an old discarded beach towel (that he doesn't know is really Martha's)
They hold a dance to raise money fro him to get a new laptop, in the surf club of course ) but than there is a huge storm and mayo is trapped in his caravan which is swept out to sea with only
the towel and the new laptop to communicate with
These posts are making me nauseous.
Are they supposed to be funny? Or is this person for real?
BC:
I went to find some words while at DM, and in the process, I freakin' bummed myself out. Thinks came crashing to a complete halt, and all the things I had straightened in my head became a huge jumble again.
*"Thinks" obviously meaning "Things"
Fimble, when I wrote that part, apparently my little anonymous does not know that it was written in full sarcasm. That story was open to the public until they decided to post it here but almost everything I wrote is seriously only for fun :)
Anonymous, my sweet, why don't you tell everyone here that I run through my neighborhood streaking in my underwear and bra? :D
tee hee - how did fro get in there?
*lost in memories for a sec*
hahahaha stop it ergo seriously i am wetting my self. hahaha to funny
of course that was "only" not "anly" which sounds rude. Home and Away is a G rated show.
A Gee-rated show? Hell, that means anything goes!
Aww mnustard, sorry to hear that. Do you mind if I gave you some hugs? :)
woo hoo BC can be this blogs first streaker
bleeding chaos said
I run through my neighborhood streaking in my underwear and bra
Hey Mayo?
Would a small visit be too much to ask for?
Just a "Hey!" or a "How are you doing?"
No?
I guess maybe next time, right?
Mayo, half the time I wish to be in someone else's shoes. But in reality, my shoes are the only ones that fit me.
The grass isn't always greener on the other side. It's grass, just like on your side.
MIB sorry you are feeling down, big hugs for you
I am sincerely sorry, but I know for a fact that Mayonaise is indeed Mr. Way. I have said in the beginning that I do not expect everyone to believe me, and I still hold that to a promise. We are in love, that is a “fact.” I have never expressed that he despised everyone else. Never.
Sorry sweetheart.
We have secretly made plans to get engaged and to get married. As for the latter, we are planning on running away together and getting hitched secretly in a wedding chapel in Las Vegas; just the two of us. We can no longer have one of those "wedding nights" because I already lost my virginity to him and so, we decided to take a ride around the Strip and declare our love to the world while trying to outdo each other with the most stupidest stunts ever, back bends and all.
The only problem is, how to prevent Mayonaise from continuing to stuff his pants while driving in the Nevada desert. I know he can be quite horny at times and enjoys sex, but I specifically told him that we cannot perform our fucking amaaazzzinng sexual duties until we arrive in Sin City. That could possibly explain why he keeps having a boner. Who knows?
Posted on bleeding chaos blog. Enjoy!
A Gee-rated show? Hell, that means anything goes!
FTW
BC:
No, hugs are appreciated and I give all of you one in return :)
hey jen. how are you hun. did you enjoy dicuss mayo. i bet you did you naughty girl hahahaha
Ergo, that anonymous did what I told them to do. Ha!
Anon, my love, thank you for telling the world my darkest secret :D
Hi Jen how are you? I don't know about you guys but I'm taking this post as a response to the fake Mayo.
You guys were so dirty, and I wasn't even there.
Got some good ideas though.
FS
so mayo still not wanting to reveal his identity posts a blog about his predicament only very crypticaly and no one can decipher it for days (leading to many cliff hanger endings of episodes)
he is washed up on a secluded beach where he wraps towel around a piece of driftwood and calls it "brightstar" (martha's blog name) and begins to go completely nuts
Oh anonymous, are you still posting my fictional story? Oh well, it was meant to be public anyways. Post all you want. I actually thought that that part was funny ^___^
Mustard, hugs for you as well *hugs* :)
Yeah, you guys can tell I am in a silly mood tonight ;p
Hi there jen
ergo. i think you should make all this into a blog. seriousl. home and away rather home and mayo. seriously you are cracking me up hahahahaha
By the way, guys, I've been perusing through the blogs to see what I missed today, and came across your very constructive... ah... "relationship advice" chit chat. I'm sorry I missed that.
Mayo, marital tips can be found on DM. Most instructive. Enjoy!
I happen to find the story riveting. A shame to delete it due to one person’s posting what you openly shared.
as the blog comments start to mount up with no new blog martha suddenly realises it was him all along and goes to caravan park where she finds a conveniently discarded piece of paper with a rough draft of an earlier blog.
She convinces Alf to call the SES rescue together and they search the bushland but to no avail.
Martha refuses to give up.
meanwhile mayo has been able to catch some fish and cook them in a strange run down deserted shack he finds, but is it?
does he speak to brightstar. how is on the island. dont forget that someone has to be in a cult and try to take over blog land
he's asleep one night when he is awoken by strange scratching on the door. In the morning he finds "SS" scratched into the wood.
and something strange in latin.
Martha realises that the kids of the community must find him and with Cassie Rick and Matilda set off in Alfs fishing boat (which they take "Flamin kids" )
They finally find the caravan and the shack but mayo is gone
AIP?
hahahahaha flammin kids hahahahaha. i love you ergo sooo much
Anon @ 12:10 a.m.
Uh, are you talking about MY story?
*ignores Mustard*
(Simply because saying hello previously got me nowhere.)
la mascherina non può proteggerla per sempre. Completamente non avete lasciato la costruzione. Il vostro fortress li indebolisce.
Ergo, keep the stories coming, I love them! :)
Hi aip how are you?
Aw hi there AIP how are you?
Now I know how to get you ;)
How are you?
translation
The mask can not protect her forever. Completely you have not left the building. Your fortress weakens them.
'Ello but why notice me now? Tonight is certainly strange.
Hope all are well...
oh I don't know FS maybe you'll have to wait for the next episode....
The mask can not protect her forever. Completely you have not left the building. Your fortress weakens them.
Noi indossare la maschera che grins e menzogne,
Si nasconde le nostre guance e sfumature nostri occhi, -
Questo debito che paghiamo per la falsità;
Con sanguinamento cuori strappati e abbiamo sorriso,
E la bocca con una miriade di sottigliezze.
psst, mustard.
italian.
Hi AIP.
What's new in your neck of the woods?
I noticed you when I read your first post of this blog. I'm glad you could load it, too.
I took a stab in the dark that you were observing still, and I obviously struck meat.
"Strange" I don't think is the right word. More like, Twilight Zone.
I just wanted you to ignore me and now that you have, I know all is right in the world ;)
That's Italian of course.
And and to the person tho posted my story and to the other anon, I didn't delete the story. I only made it private and besides, I am working on chapter 3 ^___^
Forse lo avete escluso siete accaduto. Ancora internamente siete frantumati. Un hug forte per il vostro auto del bambino, un hug forte per il vostro auto adolescente, un hug forte per il vostro scompigliato sull'auto dell'adulto. Siete degni ed accettabili qualunque cosa. Non avete niente da risultare a chiunque.
*clears throat*
Note to self:
Latin is so 5 blogs ago.
Use Italian now.
;)
So aip I noticed you earlier but had other things on my mind. Sorry about that.
Jennicula, you wouldn't believe it if I told you...so of course, I will later.
*nods to Mustard*
All is right once again...
12:10 is looking forward to Chapter 3.
translation
Perhaps you are not happened. Still inside are crushed. A strong hug your car for the child, a strong hug for your car teenager, a strong hug for your scompigliato regarding the adult. You are worthy and acceptable whatever. You do not have nothing to prove to anyone.
Puttanesca fettuccini amatriciana.
Conchiglie tagliatelli,
papadelle farfalle?
Carrettierra orecchiette !!
So whi is anon @ 12:10am, besides an admirer of fiction?
ergo you cant keep me waiting. you know i need my fix of alf. come on please hahahahaha
Hello everyone,life-sucking events have been keeping me away more than I like. My best to you all.
Yeah, Mayonaise watch the waves, my friend.
Nice waves...
Ahh... it offers the best ride, smooth and powerful it leads you to shore. Once there, you pop off and pose. In the bright sunlight, you can see the smiling faces of everyone who approves and adores you.
Not so nice waves...
Painfully, it rips you off your position of safety and tossing and turning you til your dizzy and plopped face down in the foaming sand. You look up and can barely see through the sand in your eyes. Now, the previously smiling faces are mixed with a few who are laughing at you, the caring ones are more worried and some are pissed off because you didn't make the ride a good experience to watch this time.
Be true mutha fucker and untangle.
Much love on keeping your balance.
`sc
私はなぜ皆異なった言語のポストいつも疑問に思いますか。 なぜどうしても私達がすべて理解する方法でほしいと思うものが言うことができませんか。
- Amyranth
Latin is so 5 blogs ago.
Use Italian now.
hehehehe
we should invent the next language for mysterious anons to use. stay one step ahead of the game.
Anonymous @ 12:30
Chapter 3 will be posted in 30 or so minutes ^___^
RW, this is not the same anon from earlier. I don't think so at least.
Italian Anon:
Egli deve accettare la sua forza e di debolezza,
I suoi doni e le lacune, i suoi punti positivi e di colpe.
Egli deve accettare se stesso come un essere umano.
Amy:
That was FTW * 2.
You win at everything.
A strong hug your car for the child, a strong hug for your car teenager, that is a fantastic translation!
we should invent the next language for mysterious anons to use.
^^^See Amy's post.
SC, hi there. I missed you. I agree squeak squeak. Can we make Italian or any other language are official language here? ^__^
Ergoproxy!
Penne Rigate, Pomodoro il bruchetta!
Risotto alla parmagiano!
-Amyranth
Hi SC how are you?
hey ergo. i tried my best. dont laugh at me sob sob
Amy, your Chinese comment was pretty good!
AIP:
Wanna know my first impression of you?
No clue on the grid pic, Mayo? None? Not even a little one?
:(
Guys we already have the langue jappy, lope and sofe pore corn.
12:30 thanks you.
Don't make me break out my papyrus and start with my Sanskrit.
MIB - I make it my purpose in life to answer any unintelligble quesries with Japanese.
I sound damn cute when I say it too.
月の名で、私は罰する!
-Amyranth
P.S - If you can't say anything nice in Japanese, don't say anything at all. ;)
we should invent the next language for mysterious anons to use.
^^^See Amy's post.
i did, but all my computer showed me was box, box, box, box, box, box, box, box...
we're going to need some vowels in there.
"I'll buy a vowel, Pat."
mustard, stop it. you're making me laugh and it's ruining a perfectly good bad mood. *half-hearted scowl*
ooh amy
fetticcini afredo,gnocci farfalle primavera!
*nods back to AIP*
Everything is alright in the world... :)
It's slow in here we need a topic
Jennicula - Did it translate over in chinese? I wrote it in Japanese.
Cool!!
-A
That's the worse Italian expression I have ever seen. They must have used babel fish, so unreliable.
And true Japanese speakers do not use Kanji!
katherine nsi
THING
CR PT C I A L N MES A S
Pat, I'd like to solve the puzzle!
It's CRYPTIC ITALIAN MESSAGES!
goodnight everyone i am off to bed now
i used google translator to do the translation so i am sorry if its not good enough for you i dont speak italian.
goodnight and ergo i ill be waiting for the next episode
Hey guys, my BFF just left. She is the most awesome person; I wish I had time to tell you all more about her. Anyway her Da just died last month and she had to fly back to Germany. This is the first chance we've had to catch up since she's come home. When she went out to smoke a cigarette before I checked the blog and saw the update.
Mayo, are you talking about the anons and stuff like that? Or are you talking about yourself? At first I thought you were talking about yourself, then I changed my mind re-reading it. Anons for epic fail?
Thanks for the new post, a haiku no less. Sweet. Hope you got the poem I posted for you with the riddle. Hope you got the riddle.
Wow, I'm sugar crashing really hard you guys; I'm sorry if I'm babbling.
Ergoproxyatore - !! Farfalle gnocchi, panacotta gorgonzola radicchio!
Robiolo grana padano?
-Amyranthioli
FS
mayo wakes up in a softly draped gauzy tent and heres chanting outside
turns out SS was the leader of a group of women who secretly desired mayo from his blogs and tracked him down.
he tries to escape but they tie him to tree.
Meanwhile Martha Rick Cassie and Matilda have searched the shack and Martha found messages to brightsatr in teh sand along with the (slightly soiled) towel they creep towards the sound of chanting and are watching from behind tree and wait for a moment to rush over and rescue him
Hey Guys!
Mayo, it's about time for a new blog! I blame these blogs for my computer being so fucked up. Don't worry, a little TLC can fix it!
Fake away the day
and you fail miserably
who you wish to be
A little message to someone? I wonder who?
Anyways, how are you Mayo? I just washed my face, and I got soap in my eye! OUCH it burned like hot wax!
=]
How is everyone?
My apologies, my brain is all scattered right now. Don't ask why, because I don't know the answer!! =]
It's CRYPTIC ITALIAN MESSAGES!
Oh gods, NOOOOOOOO!! Aren't the english cryptic messages confusing enough??
Hi PH :) How's things?
Katherine NSI - I used a translator, and set it to formal, hence the Kanji.
Can you read the second line? You might get a laugh out of it.
-Amyranthioli
martha,doing good. thx bc and everyone else on here.
Konichiwa!
`sc
Hi Kapunua, RW, and Paperheart!
How is your cold, RW?
Hey RW and Star! *HUG*
Resurrected Wreck, things are good! =D
How are you guys doing?
Hi Star :) My cold is much better today, thanks. But I was tired and grumpy at work. Being sick does that to me, unfortunately :/
How are you?
ok Fs I'll continue next time you are here
Amyranthioli -
grana pomodoro linguini?
tagiatelli bucatini ferrari
Katherine - babel fish ! love it
Kapunua, I babble too!
I was really tired before I came here, and now it's like WHOOSH!
You all make my heart beat faster!
Goodnight FS have sweet dreams
Hello Kapu and Ph How are you guys?
star, i could actually hear the studio audience.
and that frightens me.
Resurrected Wreck, things are good! =D
Awesome, PH! I think I'm finally getting over my cold, so I'm pretty good too :)
Hi there paperheart, star. How are you guys doing? 58848 hugs to you :)
Hey Martha and BC! *HUGS*
RW, *throws confetti*
YAYY! I'm glad you are getting better!
HEY TOUJOURS!
*BOW*
*HUG*
How are you little one? =]
Hi, guys! Me, I'm frazzled tonight. Lotsa reasons. I love my best friend but she frazzles me over some issues. I should know this by now. ^_^
Mayo is talking about the anons, y/n?
Hi star for some reason I thought you were already here.
Ergoproxyatore - Lasagna tortellini culatello. Nebbiolo gorganzola?
Mortadella, Ave Maria!
-Amyranthioli
P.S - I gotta scoot to bed Ladies and Mayos. Goodnight everyone!
(I think I'm going to make risotto for supper tomorrow night. Italian language always makes me hungry, inexplicably.)
I'm good, RW.
My sinuses are crazy, but tis the season, I guess!
Kapunua, I hope you and your BFF had fun!
I spent the night with three of my best friends as well! =]
Anons? Probably
RW, *throws confetti*
YAYY! I'm glad you are getting better!
Thanks! :D
I'm going to hop in the shower now, but shall return...
SWEET DREAMS AMYRANTH!! *HUG*
WOW! This blog is on a roll tonight! =D
HAVE A GOOD SHOWER RESURRECTED WRECK! =D
I'm good, RW.
My sinuses are crazy, but tis the season, I guess!
It is indeed, Star. Everyone seems to be coming down with something.
Mayonaise,
I imagine that my post got lost somewhere in the jumble on the last blog, so I will entreat upon you again.
Darling, are you happy?
- Amyranth
Hi everyone who's comein
we have thunder and it's just 4 pm. If i disappear that'll be why
Thanks, PH!
Kapu I'm going with yes on the anon thing
Amyranth, good night. I wanna see pictures of that tree tomorrow!
Buona notte!
Amy, when I translated in Chinese it looked like this.
Privacy is no different reality, however, are not words! TheirポスLot! Portent for thought! Nor doubt of the Worlds?. Why do not the matter with you away! Private servants do to understand! Methodでlittle righteous and the thought! You! Earth whenでturn Able promised!?
bye amyranth sleep well!
cannelloni fusilli!
Goodnight Amy have sweet dreams and hello to all my friends who have returned that I may have missed
Καληνυχτα Amy. Ονειρα γλυκα.
Goodnight Amy. Sweet dreams. paperheart, how are you teddy bear? *hugs* ^_^
*desperately searching for a topic of conversation*
PH! I didn't see you come in! Only 2 days till Anti-Flag!!
Well hello Mayo, how you doin', darlin'?
It's good to hear from you, even if only briefly.
I'm guessing that the "caught a wave" doesn't mean you've been surfing. ;)
My thought is that you're calling out the fake Mayo from the other day, saying, "You wasted your time trying to be me 'cause the Family is smarter than that." The P.S., I'm still not sure about, but you know, so that's cool.
Have a lovely evening, wherever you are, and we'll talk to you later.
Peace, Love, Happiness
J
mustardisbetter said...
*desperately searching for a topic of conversation*
Global warming as I freeze my ass off?
The holiday season?
The difference a single soul can make in the world without trying?
Amyranth, I am terribly jealous!!!
I can't get tickets because they are sold out! Enjoy it though, and scream loud enough for the both of us!!
BC, I am good! How are you tonight? =]
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