I am not who you think I am
I am not who you think
I am
Who you think I am not
I am
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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
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«Oldest ‹Older 4201 – 4234 of 4234I just got through watching Adam and it was peeeeerrrrrrrfffeeecctt!
Jesus! There were some big ass helicopters flying over my house!
I thought they were gonna land on top of it. O_O
Watching Adam do what? O_O
Does it matter? Uhh, no! It's Adam!
^__^
Well like I mean if you were watching him take a shower or something, I wanna know where I can watch, too.
Oh, wait, I already saw that video. ^_^
I am hoping Wal Mart has the new Jack White...Ranconteurs CD.
*wishful thinking*
Well like I mean if you were watching him take a shower or something, I wanna know where I can watch, too.
Uhhh, he showers? Are you sure? ^_~
Just be glad you guys can watch any youtube at all...trying to get a vid to load on my slow ass connection is like watching paint dry but far less satisfying.
Smoke,
Leave your fucking house already. What are you waiting for?
Okay get ready Solly!
I'm coming to git you sucka!
BOOGITY! BOOGITY! BOOGITY!
LET'S GO RACING, BOYS!
VRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!
Oh my GAWWHD! I am ready...I've been ready. Dude just left...it's all good on my end!!
Mayo,
What ya doin?
Well Princess, at least in that one video he did. I love that cheesy silly crazy video of theirs, and no, not because of all that lovely smooth skin. ^_~ I love it because it's so damn Long Island geek. :D
Yeah, Mayo, like Solly said. What ya doin'?
That video made me laugh really hard.
Dude is so light-hearted at times.
I know, I love that about that whole band. That video was like a bunch of homeslice kids filming in their yards.
I think on of my favorite episodes of "Taking Back Sunday: Home Moooooovies" is where Adam and Matt are filming outside of their dressing room, and Adam's standing there like a complete and utter dork.
That wave cracks me up every time. I admit, I've jacked that wave from him, but I unknowingly did it. One day, I just did that wave, and I was like, "Whoadamn! I just waved like that Adam dork!"
Anyway...
"Um, we're locked out."
"Dude, don't you have the key?"
"No, I thought you had the key!"
"And there's no one in there, 'cause we're out here."
"No."
Not dressing room. Their hotel room.
APparently a few years ago during a TBS concert, a bunch of girls jumped on stage and totally carried Adam off the stage.
O_O
After which Adam couldn't stop laughing.
I'd kill to see this.
hello guys!!
SS has made me giggle with his location being Bumblefuck. who said that was it princess or solly?? i read it somewhere??
That pic of Mama Way wearing the Mikey Fucking Way t-shirt... I tried to picture my mother in her place but it just did not compute.
oh fuck me too RW!!
my mum has never even said the word fuck!! seriously she is so sweet and innocent sometimes!! i don't know how she managed to raise such a foul mouthed daughter like me!! i guess i just take after my dad!!
but i tell you what she made me laugh hysterically last night. we were other my brother's having food and drink and my sis in law has these lovely wine glassed with the little jewell type jewellary for wine glasses thing going on around the base of the stem. anyway they look like basically a dick and two balls which we pointed out. then some were varying lengths which we pointed out! and then i looked at my mum and said hers was short and thick!! and she said without hesitation short and thick does the trick!! i laughed til i cried, just because my sweet little mum said that!! fucking funny as fuck!!
EDIT
other means over...... obviously!!
Too funny, FASC. It's always the quiet ones. ^_^
haha! yeh i know K!!
who said bumblefuck?? do you know?
I don't know, FASC, but I'd like to start using it in my daily vocabulary!
Great to see you, by the way!
hi mustard!!
you ok?
Yeah, I'm okay!
How 'bout you? Doing well, I hope.
fine thanks mustard. my 8 yr old isn't doing so good, she has a vomitting bug and is throwing up!! so i am tending to her at the moment. its 20.47 here and i am so hoping she doesn't puke all night cos i am fucking knackered!! selfish i know but hey i just don't need it!!
Man, that's no fun, FASC. Those type of bugs are the worst. I can't stand being nauseous. It's just miserable.
I hope she's feeling better soon. Hopefully it won't last very long.
thanks mustard!! i just don't want the others to get it followed by mr bloke and me!! that's happened before. like a week of puking and washing of clothes/bedding!! fucking nightmare!!
wow!! RW you are a clever bunny!!! i have been reading about this ballgown of doom!!!! fantastic and well done!!
new mayo!
Yes...Love...A perfect example of Love and Dark and Powerful....Love and a Little Manipulation
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⣀⠈⠛⠶⢶⣤⣤⣀⠀⠀⠠⠴⠋⠀⢀⠀⢠⡞⠁⣸⢁⠆⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⠀⠙⠂⠄⠀⠀⠉⠉⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⢂⣡⠶⠋⠀⣰⠇⠂⠀⢼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
Poitfect.
Actually fond of this photo. Dunno why you felt so subconscious about it, Quasimodo.
Once in a life time sorta thing yk?
.....Self-conscious*........... -ahem-
Yaaaaaawn ....boy am I tired!
......... 😳
...night.
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