willowed cables entwined
confident in the bind
strait and narrow, strong
slight curve at the hilt
meeting emotion
with a halt
holding decision
above impulse
strong, wise and steady
grounded by design
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
I would like to credit the photographer and thank her for sharing her work.
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
Art by: Toujours
“I decided to stop pitying myself. Other than my eye, two things aren't paralyzed, my imagination and my memory.”
Jean-Dominique Bauby
Jean-Dominique Bauby
2,315 comments:
«Oldest ‹Older 1001 – 1200 of 2315 Newer› Newest»words of such weight
she
tries
to juggle
tears at
her mask
such
an epic...
FINALLY!
You guys miss me?
Man that bitch is hard to handle.
Hey K!
Have fun in the baff, Solly!
Hullo, K!
Mayo, I have no idea what that crazy lady was babbling about. Guess she had some debt to fulfill or something. Well, whatever, looks like I've got the key now. ^_^
So! You guys wanna chat on AIM or what?
Hey guys! I remember something about the mirror cracking from side to side. But whatever, it's good to be back! ^_^
Cool beans. ^_^
Don't forget to do behind your ears solly.
hope you're all fucking happy now. Way to go.
Mayo, no matter where you are or what you're doing, I hope you're happy. And I hope you're smiling.
Who's happy? Way to go for what?
I'm pretty happy, sure. ^_^
I'm rarely happy...so.
But I'm content.
The new F1 season starts tonight (this morning cos it's in australia) so I'm happy.
Well, I'm peachy. Just effin' peachy.
Happy's in my vocabulary about once every two weeks.
Pretty sure tonight was that night.
Whoop! Whoop!
And Tony is totally gonna win this weekend.
Like totally.
You ladies and your fast cars and drivers.
I don't get it at all.
I feel the need...the need for speed!
Solly, you gotta hear an f1 car up close. there's nothing like it.
Yep, or a stock car. Nothing but pure power.
VROOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!
MissT,
Ya reckon?
It's like a jet plane solly.
I have never heard a jet plane either.
REEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW!
It goes something like that.
what has more grease in it
a KFC deep fryer or Tony Stewart's hair?
-jr rules
*cough cough*
Adam
;)
Don't kill me, but that boy needs a bath!
Jr ANon!
I thought you was like long gone! Where you been?
Crying cuz Jr sucks so bad? ^_~
I have never been on a plane.
Come smother me, Bert!
I have never been on a plane.
0_0
Really??
RW,
Really!!
Been on road trips, Solly?
You confuse me so...
i was crying like the shocks in Tony Stewart's car.
it's been a long time, so i had to throw in a fat joke
-jr rules
umm, only to Florida....once to Louisiana....not very far.
Splash, you know you'd volunteer. ;D
It is a unicorn's dream come true...all my favorite girls in one place at once.
Hello, all.
Bwhahahah!
You'd run me over trying to get to the tub first!
Don't kid yourself ;)
Hullo PPU, how're ya?
Ever wanted to travel overseas?
Hi PPU, long time no see. I usually miss you with timezones.
Hello PPU!
How are you tonight?
What the hell are you doing here on a Friday night? PPU?!?!?!?
You scarededed me.
Hallo, PPU!
Can't sleep?
Splash, I gotta ask you, have you ever seen the dude in person? Oh my goodness, he's better looking in person, it's ridiculous. He's all tall and crap. ^_^
RW,
Yes, but I think I would be terrified to fly. It scares me.
I sense the sadness in this new post;
-B
Miss T, sorry to hear about the job.
I am doing great. Only here for a moment though, unfortunately.
I love flying. I hate airports and I don't like to be all cramped in a plane for a long time, but takeoff and landing, and just looking out of the window are all so cool. I mean, flying, you know? It's what we've always wanted.
I, sadly, have not.
But, when I do. I'll make him hold a sign saying he loves mustard on his hot dogs and mail it to ya. ;)
I'll smack you for leaving me high and dry today, PPU!
SMACK!
^_~
Your Friday would not be complete without a smack from PPB.
Awwwh, I will you, PPU!
It was so good to see you.
Planes scare me. I've never even seen one up close.
Thanks PPU. I have other things in the pipeline so i have my fingers crossed.
Ummmm supposed to say MISS you!
GOOD GAWHD!
Slaw Ass Princess, I am terribly distraught that I missed your countdown today. Please forgive me.
mustardisbetter said...
I, sadly, have not.
But, when I do. I'll make him hold a sign saying he loves mustard on his hot dogs and mail it to ya. ;)
OMG you are filthy. Fim was right about you all along!
^_^
Awwww, I know you are.
Oh well, I forgive you. You gotta make it up to me next week though.
Solly, I miss you too. I am planning my revenge on your employer as we speak!
Okay, talk to you all later. Have a good night.
OMG you are filthy. Fim was right about you all along!
I'm filthy?!
Who's the one the other night that set me up and made me squirt mustard on the hot dog?
HMMMMMM?
;)
See you later, PPU!
Have a good one!
Flying's all right, as long as it's a relatively short flight. I hate being cooped up for too long though. If I ever had to do a long flight - 15+ hours to Australia, for example - I'd have to drug myself or I wouldn't be able to do it.
Night, PPU.
Be sweet. ^_~
*Solly waves bye and makes pouty sad face*
Have a good night, PPU!
I would have to be drugged just to get on the plane and stay drugged the whole way.
mustardisbetter said...
I'm filthy?!
Who's the one the other night that set me up and made me squirt mustard on the hot dog?
I have no idea what you are talking about! Gosh. Where do you come up with these mad things.
Hey Splash.
CASH AND PRIZES.
*covers eyes*
Night errbody!
Sweet dreams!
Goodnight PPU. Sweet dreams.
lovely evening
RW, you're almost always first, no fair ^_~
Good to see you *squeeze*
Hey everyone. Hello jr anon, nice to meet you. Hello PPU
Good evening method actress. Goodnight PPU
i have cellulite
Hullo, BC! :)
*squeeze*
language is a skin
I rub my language against the other It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire
Good evening
Fragments
Good Evening all;
Mayonaise, still loving the poetry. I've read it over and over, and still find myself feeling caught up in a tangle, or confused. I don't know.
I hope that you have a smile on your face wherever you are right now Mr. Mayonaise. =]
xoxox;
-007
<3
Method Actress is playing mysterious anon, but she is playing with herself.
So are you lombard still trying to start trouble?
but she is playing with herself.
0_0
I'm hungry.
...just sayin
Hi BC, Hi Paperheart, how are you both?
Ummm, no she isn't playing mysterious anon. This is just someone who has been lurking.
-B
You NEED to stop pretending. Do you think that he doesn't know? Doesn't know who is who? Think again.
Miss Tottenham!
I still owe you a long comment!! =] It's coming one day soon sweetie, don't you worry.
I'm alright, totally sick right now. How are you?
Ooo! Hullo, PH! :D
Her locks drifted amongst weary heavens
The porcelain settled folk lore and celestial seven
-B and -V were Alie and the others who used to pretend to be Gerard's friends and fiance. This is all connected. They will never leave you guys alone.
So that means that ""Method Actress" is one of them too if 'B' knows her.
Beg your pardon?
{Kapunua said...
And another thing.
Anonymous said...
You will know, Mustard.
When they no longer feel anything for you, when they no longer trust you, you will know. And there is nothing you can say or do after that.
Until then, don't give up. If there is anything left, hold to that, and keep trying.}
Disagree, like, so hard. Walk away when you first get the notion that the other person doesn't love you, or is a screw up, or is abusive, or is going to drag you down. Why waste your time if you get the intuition that it's not going to work? Then you have to be logical. Use logic in the face of "but what if, what if, it can still change!" No, it won't change. And if you don't get out as soon as you get that red flag, you will A) have wasted so many years and B) be stuck in a situation.
The sooner the better.
Why sick paperheart?
Kapunua said...
It just looks as if a lot has fallen apart here.
Friendships.
Bonds.
Relationships.
Trust.
&& all that sort of stuff.
Maybe for some, perhaps. But honestly, I'm just as peachy here as I was months ago. ^_^
k on crackberry said...
It is a good sign for people. Who like Mayo. We don't care, see. The writing is still good and so are many of the friendships. I still look forward to reading as do many of us.
And remember that there are also some new ppeople. Also that some people who. Used to post regularly are having computer issues etc.
Also it's kind of nice when it is quiet.
Hey there mayo, hope you are having a good day.
March 6, 2008 12:16 PM
-sighs and leaves-
IKnewIShouldOfNeverPostedAnything.
><'
-B. Rose.
Hey RW! In my absence, I see that there are new commenters? ^_^
HELLO ALL I HAVE NOT SAID HI TOO.. ever. =]
Miss Tottenham, I think I have strep throat, I've had it before, so I'm not sure. =[
Eppur si muove, what's your point and who the hell are you anyway?
I've had strep throat, PH. Sucks :(
But... you get to eat lots of ice cream :)
Oh dear PH. I hope you feel better soon sweetie.
Anonymous said...
-sighs and leaves-
IKnewIShouldOfNeverPostedAnything.
><'
-B. Rose.
Oh my god, you FAIL just for that.
I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango.
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me.
(Galileo.) Galileo. (Galileo.) Galileo, Galileo figaro
Magnifico. I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me.
He's just a poor boy from a poor family,
Spare him his life from this monstrosity.
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go.
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go.
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.
(Let me go.) Will not let you go.
(Let me go.) Will not let you go. (Let me go.) Ah.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
(Oh mama mia, mama mia.) Mama mia, let me go.
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me.
Hello galileo, I think. Hey there grasshopper. Get well soon Hug FU master *hugs*
Hullo RW :)
Lombard, its better if you would keep quiet, otherwise drama will ensue
Resurrected, it does. Plus I have to work tomorrow and on Sunday. =[
GOOD NEWS! Next paycheck, I'll get my own laptop = more blog time! =] (who said I had to share my laptop with my sisters? ;)
Thanks Miss T! *hug* How're you?
i have kankles
Miss T, GREAT SONG! =]
Hey BC! *hug* thanks! I hope so too!
Hey K! =]
Isn't it "cankles?" Because like, "calves" starts with a C?
*is NOT lombard*
-B.Rose.
Hello Paperheart! You should do some poetry. You have it in you. ^_^
That's great PH, your own laptop. All the working has paid off then.
I am you, Kapunua.
Have a restful evening, Lovelies. See you tomorrow.
Queen ROCKS!!!
Isn't it "cankles?" Because like, "calves" starts with a C?
And "cat." "Cat" starts with a C.
And "carpet."
And "couch."
And "cow."
;)
I'm going to find some food that I can swallow. =]
xoxo;
-007
P.S. I'll be back in an hour ish.
K, it looks like someone may be after you. Miss t, I'm doing pretty good, just got home and relaxing and smelling the night air. Ahhh. How are you? *hugs*
I'm a lurker.
*IS* Alie and her friends because you guys used to always role play on other blogs using those letters, talking about how you were engaged to Gerard and all of that. Look everyne who has been her a long time knows its you. Just give up. Andyou just lumped Method Actress in with you too. You're too obvious.
Galileo said...
I am you, Kapunua.
Have a restful evening, Lovelies. See you tomorrow.
Wow. In that case I'm more of a retard than I thought. WTF?
You can't be K, Galileo. It's my turn to be K today.
*pouts*
every time i see the name Lombard, i think of Lumbar Support for some reason.
I like cats, Mustard :)
I am you, Kapunua.
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
I'm crying.
Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday.
MAN, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo g'joob
K, *blushes*
My stuff always comes out.. not as anticipated. Because I do love poetry though, I'll try. =]
Miss T, it has. =] I'm soo excited!!
Goodnight Galileo! =]
B.Rose = Black Rose?
And anyway, you only wish your ass was this firm. Go thee hence, honestly. Make your damn point or quit effing with my old posts and go thee hence.
Whatever anons are saying otherwise-- I just made a blue out of respect of the anons who wish to rant, write poetry and so on.
I haven't been on here long enough to know about anything else.
Have fun, PH :D
I love the smell of the night air BC. I'm good thanks. i will be better in a couple of weeks cos I'm going away for the week to the seaside.
MIB, The Beatles = Love! =]
=]
Oh my gods, Mustard, that is totally one of my favourite Beatles songs!!
paperheartxx said...
K, *blushes*
My stuff always comes out.. not as anticipated. Because I do love poetry though, I'll try. =]
PH, that's the best kind. You can plan it and plan it, but something will always surprise you, and when that happens it's going to be fantastic. You should go for it.
B.Rose = Black Rose?
O_O Oh, well played Paperheart! ^_^ Nice catch there, way to nail it shut. :D
All that I know
Of a certain star
Is, it can throw
(Like the angled spar)
Now a dart of red,
Now a dart of blue;
Till my friends have said
They would fain see, too,
My star that dartless the red and the blue!
Then it stops like a bird; like a flower hangs furled:
They must solace themselves with the Saturn above it.
What matter to me if their star is a world?
Mine has opened its soul to me, therefore I love it
Goodnight galileo. Take care grasshopper. Hello B. Rose.
OH MY GOD!
WE ALL WIN AT LIFE YOU GUYS!
SAME MUSIC TASTES!!!
I was just leaving a comment for Mayo...I am NOT whoever you say I am. =/
-B. Rose.
Alie was saying that Black Rose was Gerard and Undercover Brother was Ray remember? And Alie was Gerard's secret fiance. They weren't role playing they really believed it. And anyway Black Rose jsut said they knew who Method Actress was so it looks like you guys are getting played by the same group over again. MA is one of that group and probably feels pretty stupid right now that her jackass friend just gave her up lol
Yes, Black Rose. x)
-B.Rose.
-new
....
Someone seems paranoid.
Someone seems to have a long memory actually. "Alie" always called everyne here paranoid too.
BUSTED BEYOOOOOTCH!
My words are just black, like my heart.
-B.Rose.
I don't know who an Alie is.
WTF.
My words are just black, like my heart.
-B.Rose.
March 14, 2008 10:41 PM
------------------------------
Not me, I swear!
I didn't even know someone already had this name.
-IsNewISwear-
http://black-words.blogspot.com/
That one was supposed to be Gerard but ended up being a 17 year old blonde boy pretending to be him. Alie and the rest of them shut down their myspaces where they had photoshopped pics of her with Gerard and stories about the things they did together. Black Rose had a MySpace pretending to be Gerard (a pic of G with his mom where the caption said "me with my mom) and things like that, they closed them down when they got busted. Then they went anon crazy and spewed hate at everyone here.
My words are just black, like my heart.
Now wait a minute.
Even I recall "Gerard"/ Black Rose saying this, word for freakin' word.
Give it up, whoever's playing a game.
We were having fun.
The name of the blog is The Black Rose, and Method Actress is one of Alie's friends. Alie was too stupid to write like that but B.Rose just said they knew MA so there you go.
You stupid bitches are busted.
I'm not playing game.
Who am I?
You keep coming to my blog assuming that I am someone pretending. You have all this evidence that in court the judge would just laugh you out of the room. Links between someone's blog name and someone's myspace name? It's a rose, nothing more. Then, you drag some helpless boy from Pennsylvania into the whole mess. He happens to have a certain rose in his name. Does that automatically make him guilty of pretending?
Why I chose this certain color of rose? It's just like my heart.
It's not I who is the great pretender
----------
It's the same kid.
Fuck off.
Babble is the new black, did y'all know that?
WTF, I didn't know Gerard was used to be call Black Rose.
*IsConfused*
-B.Rose.
Hey, I don't know who the fuck Alie is. All I know from here and by know, I mean not KNOW OF--is Katherine Sparkle.
white and salty
hot and buttery
eat me, eat me
pass me around
So you're still trying to say that THAT BLack Rose is Gerard. You still have not stopped with your delusions. ANd you outed MA too.
You are a bunch of teeny losers. Why not just leave the good people of this blog in peace?
Miss t, I wish I could trade places with you :)
I'm ignoring the paranoid anon because I'm totally fucking lost.
Good evening to the rest.
Anon, get over it.
For now on my Comments are directed to Mayo and Mayo only.
This is ridiculous.
-B.Rose.
I know BC. I am looking forward to it cos it will be a lovely break and it is my birthday a few days before too.
Anonymous said...
Anon, get over it.
For now on my Comments are directed to Mayo and Mayo only.
This is ridiculous.
-B.Rose.
You are ridiculous Teeny. And everyone knows it. What makes you think Mayo cares about your role playing games?
popcorn, something else is also
white and salty
hot and....
ewww, i just grossed myself out
Where's my popcorn? Popcorn, are you all covered in buttery goodness?
Then dance with me
and I will set you free
to revel in repair
and if I may dare
I will keep you there.
oh, a sight to see.
Will you weave the light?
HE'S LYING JUST TO KEEP YOU HERE. ITS JUST LIKE I WARNED YOU!!!
I'm off for take out.
Please, someone post TBS right now.
HE'S LYING JUST TO KEEP YOU HERE. ITS JUST LIKE I WARNED YOU!!!
How in the goddamn piss hell is any of that a lie? It was just part of the poetry game, jaysus. Lay off.
Good night method actress. Miss T, I hope you have a great time. When is your birthday?
Thanks BC. March 20th. I am a fishy.
Goodnight Mayo.
-B.Rose.
You've got this new head filled up with smoke
I've got my veins all tangled close
To the jukebox bars you frequent
The safest place to hide
A long night spent with your most obvious weaknesses
You start shaking at the thought
You are everything I want
'Cause you are everything I'm not
And we lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close (How close is close enough?)
We lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close
I just wanna break you down so badly
While I trip over everything you say
I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way
My inarticulate store bought hangover hobby kit
In time, it says, 'You, oh, you are so cool.'
Scissor-shaped across the bed
You are red, violent red
You hollow out my hungry eyes
You hollow out my hungry eyes
And we lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close (How close is close enough?)
We lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close
I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
Well I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way
I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way (worst way)
I'm gonna make damn sure that you can't ever leave
No, you won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me
I'll make damn sure that you can't ever leave
No, you won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far...
I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
Well I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way (worst way)
I'm gonna make damn sure
I just wanna break you down so badly
I just wanna break you down so badly (damn sure)
In the worst way (worst way)
OOO! It's coming up soon, Miss T!!
i come
in a bucket
a bag
or a cup
for you
i am ready
and all
buttered up
You've got this new head filled up with smoke
I've got my veins all tangled close
To the jukebox bars you frequent
The safest place to hide
A long night spent with your most obvious weakness
You start shaking at the thought you are everything I want
'Cause you are everything I'm not
And we lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close (How close is close enough?)
We lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close
I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way
My inarticulate store bought hangover hobby kit
It talks, it says, "You, oh, you are so cool."
"Scissor shaped across the bed, you are red, violent red."
You hollow out my hungry eyes
You hollow out my hungry eyes
And we lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close (How close is close enough?)
We lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close
I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
Well I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way
I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way (worst way)
I'm gonna make damn sure that you can't ever leave
No, you won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me
I'll make damn sure that you can't ever leave
No, you won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me (ever get too far)
You won't ever get too far...
I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
Well I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way (worst way)
I'm gonna make damn sure
I just wanna break you down so badly
I just wanna break you down so badly (damn sure)
In the worst way (worst way)
Need a little something to relax you?
I can feel the smoothness of your skin
My lips brush against your hair
And follow the curve of your neck
The same thing always brings me back here
I'm addicted
I can feel your heart beating so hard
Your pulse I can feel at my lips
I let my teeth tear at you
You sink into me
I'm addicted
It's like floating, the feeling created
You become part of me once again
The moistness of your skin, the blood and just you
I'm addicted
My lips go to meet yours and you take yourself in
The bitter-sweet taste and I'm yours again
Forever addicted.
Thursday RW.
I shall be an old cow now.
Hiya Mayo! Hiya Lovelies!
-A
Miss T, you old? nope, not a chance. =]
Anon 10:56
Are you ever gonna shut up?
And that is dedicated to Kapu.
Bonjour Amy! =]
Thursday RW.
I shall be an old cow now.
You can't be as old a cow as me, Miss T!
Hi amy, how are you?
Thanks paperheart sweetie. I shall be drawing my pension soon ha ha ha ha 33 indeed.
awwwwwwwww
You are not old RW.
Which thing? O_o
Miss t, your birthday is thursday already?! We must throw a party. Mines is in two weeks.
Popcorn, thank you. *glomp*
Hi Amy *glomp*
I am at the younger end of middle age, Miss T ;)
Everyone here is as young as young could be!
*sprinkles magic fairy dust on everyone, to stay young forever*
(a little Peter Pan action for you)
I'm off to eat pizza. =] (mother just ordered, yummy. hopefully it's chewable! )
<3
Anonymous said...
awwwwwwwww
Listen I can hear the sound of puking
I can feel the smoothness of your skin
My lips brush against your hair
And follow the curve of your neck
The same thing always brings me back here
I'm addicted
I can feel your heart beating so hard
Your pulse I can feel at my lips
I let my teeth tear at you
You sink into me
I'm addicted
It's like floating, the feeling created
You become part of me once again
The moistness of your skin, the blood and just you
I'm addicted
My lips go to meet yours and you take yourself in
The bitter-sweet taste and I'm yours again
Forever addicted.
Hey Bitchy Anons, come off of it, okay? Not here for the drama.
Hiya PH, BC, Jules, RW and MissT!
My birthday is in another month and 1/2.
-A
Yeah. BC, yours follows mine. I remember you saying.
RW, you are as young as you feel. I feel like an idiotic 12 year old most of the time.
Hullo there, A! :D
Nice Poem, Anon.
-A
When I Consider How My Light Is Spent
When I consider how my light is spent,
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
And that one talent which is death to hide
Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest He returning chide;
"Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?"
I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies, "God doth not need
Either man's work or His own gifts. Who best
Bear His mild yoke, they serve Him best. His state
Is kingly: thousands at His bidding speed,
And post o'er land and ocean without rest;
They also serve who only stand and wait."
Thanks, Mayo. And I only say that because this stoopid ass blog has led me to what I believe is at least two (maybe three) real friends. And it has also made me realize that my psych degree was not in vain, because that shit can really make you realize what craziness lurks in some people. I will keep in touch with some through email, but I shan't be posting anymore amongst your whatever the hell this is. So long and goodnight, thanks for the (mostly good) memories.
PH, I'd like some of that magic stay young dust of yours.
God, huh?
Boo!
YESSS!!
Carrie?
Okay, I think I'm out of the loop on this one here, did Mayo post something somewhere?
-A
RW, you are as young as you feel. I feel like an idiotic 12 year old most of the time.
I feel 15 a lot of the time, oddly.
Enjoy your pizza ph. I have some deep dish leftovers on my table. Yum.
Post a Comment