Seventeen years had passed since their admission, supine, hands clasped. The moment paused and rewound so many times it has begun to slip and slur. Yet it remains solid, holding down everything from that time, forward. It is the ground to which any path may be traced.
It is far from nothing.
They were alone, their easy banter quickly escalating to hysteria. It was cast. He pressed his words between their laughter, hoping that the weight of their meaning may be buoyed by the mirth of the spell. As he had hoped, they had caught her off guard. And, she swallowed her response, continuing to laugh as if what he said was part of the folly.
It is easier to disbelieve.
Then he turned to her and she found the truth in his eyes. He wanted to take it back; he did take it back. While she held her breath and hoped that she could find her words, and that they wouldn’t sound ridiculous in the wake of her stay, he had let his words disintegrate.
The moment was gone.
In an instant, fear can consume you. It can make you refrain from disclosure, from the truth. You may hold your tongue or reel in its wag. Once it is fixed, fear can thrive in you for years, feeding off of regret, recycling into a fierce energy…anger.
It can destroy.
Or you may gain experience, chalk it up to another missed cue. You can allow yourself to forgive, provide another the opportunity to atone. Understand that when acknowledged, fear can guide you. You can turn it around and fear can provide additional strength to push you beyond previous expectations, to rise above limitations.
What has become of them?
Over 2500 miles travelled between the lines, their lives. They both stand as a movable marker for a moment, a slide rule for a decision. They are not broken, but both are damaged. Each has a life filled with family, friends, knowledge, achievements, and failed attempts. Of course, there is a portion of their lives of which the other is aware, a fraction that they speculate. But, neither knows that the other will occasionally recall that moment, reflecting on, but never regretting, its purpose.
p.s. nemo.
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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
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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Her name is Alexa Wolf.
A sexy assassin with a trouble past.
*daddy? runs*
Now this kitten's all grown up and the claws are coming out.
Bad guys beware.
She'll bang ya then she'll hang ya.
*you're welcome*
from writer director Chis Marrs Pilierno
Tricia Helfer
Sean Patrick Flanery
Corbin Bersen
Diora Baird
Christian Serratos
with Sir Todd Bridges
and introducing Patrick Carne & Dan Auerbach
She howlin for love.
She howin for revenge
She's howlin for you.
Coming soon.
Brilliance!
Behind the scenes bad assery and good times.
Why no special appearance by Shaun White in the credits though?
What you talkin' bout willis? ;)
a commercial to die for
Well we're all going to die of something.
Bring her on.
it is dirty and u want it!
rofl
good morning!
sounds like hard work elena but it is a great feeling when you do something like that.
welshie sounds like you had a great weekend!
Comic relief is great, I always like watching the bits we get to see over here, I'd love to be in the UK for that and Montreal for the Comedy Festival, they'd both be brilliant.
If it was you, you are a rotten motherfucker.
Gosh Elena, what did you do now?
Heck, yeah. I can do blue!!
Hello people. =)
As you slide down the banister of life,
May the splinters never point in the wrong direction!
^that one's my favourite:)
Hahaha! Mine too, Welshie.
The Foo Fighters have announced concerts here as well to donate the proceeds to the flood/cyclone rebuilding. Wish I was close enough to go. It is great they have added them into their busy schedule just to help out.
Brilliant, isn't it, Ergo!
The venue here is a town hall, complete with a huge pipe organ, and only holds 2000 people. They've had a go on the organ. =)
I sent an email to the venue thanking them for doing the show down here. And the promotor picked it up. Half of me wants to go "yay, they will know they're appreciated". The other part is going "sh*t, sh*t sh*t" >_<. It was typed in one of those comment boxes that show only 10 letters at a time. A reply email revealed the full extent of my offences against spelling. FASC would feel my pain lol
Very true about the people in Japan too, our guys who've gone over as well just after coming home from NZ are saying the same.
The Japanese are incredible, aren't they? I hope your men get some long deserved time off now. I hope they will all be okay.
A few shakes of liquid smoke, if ya got it
That sounds an interesting ingredient, 8:56am O_O
Hope your hands and back are feeling better this morning, Elena. =)
See you later. =)
Good Morning
Great to see ya Possum. Look at you, all blue. LOL
I'm just not letting my back and hands heal. Spent hours again yesterday out working. Taking out my aggressions by whacking weeds. Oh and now I have it in my mind I'm gonna paint a huge hex sign on one of our barns. I've always been intrigued by those signs and have several books showing barns decorated with them. Pretty sure Mr. E thinks I'll fall off the ladder if I try but I just might. (try to paint one and fall off the ladder)
Take care everyone.
~~"I'll be there for you
these five words I swear to you
When you breath I wanna be the air for you
I'll be there for you~uuu"~~
Hello everyone!!!! How are you all? Well and good, I hope!
I just had to come in and spread the JAMES DURBIN love!!!!!
Good lord, that kid is simply amazing!!!!!!!!!!!
First, he comes out on American Idol and sings some PRIEST ~ for the first time ever on AI (You Got Another Thing Coming) and nails it!
Then, he comes out and sings Sir Paul's "Maybe I'm Amazed" and slays that! Just blows everyone away. And his studio version is phenomenal!
And now, he kills him some Bon Jovi!!!!! Again, the studio version is incredible!
Just watch this young man do his thing:
~~ James Durbin I'll Be There For You~~
And, just look at the reactions of Steven Tyler, Jennifer Lopez and Randy Jackson (the Baton Rouge one not the NOLA one, lol).
WOW! Just WOW!!!! So fricken impressive!
Elena: Take a day off and reconsider that ladder thing, please! Falling off ladders is not fun. I know. I usually do it when putting up my Christmas decorations. This year was an exception! I didn't fall ONCE! Well, not off a ladder at least.
Possum: You forgot to leave my popcorn trail! And, I'm hungry!
;)
That is all, for now... except for being:
~~AMAZED~~
~~ Producers smiles say it all! ~~
Incredible!
Love, love, LOVE me some James Durbin!
Enjoy the day, everyone!!!!!!
Hugs and Love,
~Namaste~
6/Wendy
PS: If any one is wondering about his facial "expressions", he has Tourettes (one of my personal favorite songwriters/guitarists/singers/poets from NOLA does as well ). James also has has a mild case of Asperger's.
PPS: APOCALYPTICA Thursday night at the HOB!!!!!!!!!!!
*happy, happy, happy dance*
~~ Not Strong Enough featuring Brent Smith~~
<3
:D
Ooops! I forgot the lyrics for anyone who would like sing along (and wonderful lyrics they are!).
:)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Not Strong Enough
Apocalyptica
I’m not strong enough to stay away.
I Can't run from you
I just run back to you.
Like a moth im drawn into your flame,
You say my name, but it's not the same.
You look in my eyes I’m stripped of my pride.
And my soul surrenders
and you bring my heart to its knees
And it's killin’ me when you're away,
i wanna leave and i wanna stay
I’m so confused,So hard to choose.
Between the pleasure and the pain
And I know it's wrong, and I know it's right.
Even if i try to win the fight,
my heart would overrule my mind
And I’m not strong enough to stay away
I'm not strong enough to stay away
What can I do?
i would die without you
in your presence my heart knows no shame
im not to blame
cause you bring my heart to its knees
And it's killin’ me when you're away,
i wanna leave and i wanna stay
I’m so confused,So hard to choose.
Between the pleasure and the pain
And I know it's wrong, and I know it's right.
Even if i try to win the fight,
my heart would overrule my mind
And I’m not strong enough to stay away
There's nothing I can do
My heart is chained to you
And I can't get free
Look what this love did to me
And it's killin’ me when you're away,
i wanna leave and i wanna stay
I’m so confused,So hard to choose.
Between the pleasure and the pain
And I know it's wrong, and I know it's right.
Even if i try to win the fight,
my heart would overrule my mind
And I’m not strong enough to stay away
not strong enough, strong enough
not strong enough, strong enough to stay away
not strong enough, strong enough
and im not strong enough to stay away
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Again, have a great day/night, all and stay safe out there!!!!
meanwhile back at elena/ergonaise...
Time for some...
Rupert Pinn and the Polyester Va Jay Jay.
good morning!
hi PP
I hope those guys will be ok too, they've all seen some terrible things in the last few months,they'll need a lot of support.
Very cool your email got picked up, despite the crimes against spelling lol
elena sounds like your garden will start trembling when it sees you coming!
What's the hex symbol you mean, I've never seen a painted barn, our farms have big sheds of corrugated iron so they are generally just all silver.
hi wendy sounds like you're a big fan of that guy, hope he does well.
Hope you enjoy your concert friday as well.
Howdy
Wendy I'm gonna consider that ladder thing but I'll probably do it. Of course I have to wait until there aren't 30 mph winds. LOL
Ergo if I had time I'd find some links for you. But if you go to google and put in hex signs on barns I'm sure you'll see what I'm talking about. The Pennsylvania Dutch have some lovely ones. Our barn is a huge old wooden one.
Anyway, Mr E and I are working right now (well we're taking a break)We've been moving huge rocks from an area we've decided to clear out and mow. Some of these red rocks weigh about 300 lbs. So Mr E hooks them up with a chain and I pull them out with the 4 wheeler. Kinda fun but some of them we've decided to take down to the edge of the pond. We got the first one down there and I told Mr E being that near the pond sorta bothered me. He thought I was kidding but not really. I reminded him that he'd never seen me on the bank of the pond before. He thought a minute and realized that was correct. I never go close to the pond. I like looking at it from a distance. Pulling those rocks down there freaked me out. The shoreline is very steep. It isn't that I'm afraid the ATV will roll over and crush me...it's I'm afraid I'll fall off into the water. Yep, I hate water that isn't clear. All kinds of creepy things in there, I'm just sure.
Okay break over. Take care everyone.
sounds like a big job day elena!
I did google the hex symbol and they look really pretty!
The hex signs are very beautiful. They are art, for sure.
oh have to tell you too, about unclear water, I was swimming in a lake called Brown lake on Stradbroke Is, there is Brown and Blue, one is over sand and a real blue colour, Brown Lake is stained brown by tea trees (Melaleuca not the actual drinking tea) though the water is clear and it gets really deep in the middle.
So I got half way across looked down into black and suddenly had that "Creature from the Black Lagoon thing swimming under me I can't see" thought! So I got over then had to turn around and swim back!! I hung with others thinking it gave me a good chance of not being grabbed lol
I have a student now so I'll catch you later
"dammit im mad" spelled backwards is still "dammit im mad'
RIP Elizabeth Taylor.
Never afraid to speak up or speak out.
Beauty, loyalty, intelligence, talent, passion, fire and grace.
The world needs more women like her.
When everyone else in the world was willing to say nothing about AIDS and let people die of the disease in agony and solitude, she stepped up to the plate and stood by her dear friend Rock Hudson.
When the world was content to let AIDS patients be treated like lepers were treated in the dark ages, she said f&ck that bullshit. someone needs to step up and say and do something.
A class act.
Thank you Elizabeth Taylor.
♥
good morning!
R.I.P Elizabeth Taylor, a legend on screen and off, may your legacy always shine
A class act.
A loyal, fearless friend in indeed, 4:04pm.
RIP Miss Taylor
duranduran Duran Duran
Only 2 more hours until UNSTAGED featuring .@duranduran + directed by DAVID_LYNCH
duranduran Duran Duran
Unstaged Guest Announcement... Gerard Way of @MCRofficial is joining @duranduran in concert tonight: http://www.youtube.com/DuranDuranVEVO
do do do do do do do do do do
Mark Ronson! :D
it's all up to you now
find yourself in the moment
go directly to the voodoo
now the channel is open
lose your head
lose control
you come on delicate and fine
like a diamond in the mine
oh who o
yeaaaa
when you move into the light
you're the greatest thing alive
oh whoa o
and you sway in the moon
the way you did when you were younger
when we told everybody
all you need is now
stay with the music let it
play a little longer longer
you don't need anybody
all you need is now
everybody's gunning
for the vip section
but your better up and running
in another direction
with your bones in the flow
cold shadow on the vine
but your lashes let it shine
whoa o
yeaaaa
every moment that arrives
you're the greatest thing alive
oh whoa o
hungry like the wolf
hungry like the wolf
Mouth is alive with juices like wine
And I'm hungry like the wolf
shadows all through me shudder away
echo me
echo me
echo me
am I alone
or is the river alive
cause it echos me,
echos me,
ECHos me
i'm waiting
waiting for the night boat woo I'm waiting
fear hangs a plane of
gun smoke
drifting in our room...
so easy to disturb
with a thought
with a whisper
with a careless memory
lost in a snow filled sky
we'll make it alright to come undone now
Goodnight.
with a careless memory
with a careless memory
with a careless memory
with a careless memory
WITH A CAREless MEMORY
WITH A CAREless MEMORY
look out!
look out!
look out!
look out!
Mornin' one and all:)
Not a fan of Duran Duran though I'll admit to having a bit of a crush on John Taylor.
Gerard singing with DD? Who'd've bloody thunked eh!
Anyone think that Gerard might be joining Take That on stage any time soon? He could've been a part of Fake That
cause i've got OWN way
hey yeah yeah yeah yeah yeahah
i hate you. i want you to delete this goddamn blog shut up and live your life with her.
Had to look after Gwen's little girl this morning. She had a hissy fit and wouldn't go to school. It was my day off so her dad asked me to help out as he had to go to work.
Turns out that her class is having to paint a picture of their mum for Mothers Day. Bless her.
I told her that exactly the same thing happened to me and instead of drawing a picture of my mum I drew a picture of my favourite animal which at the time happened to be a donkey!! Why the hell a donkey I'll never know, I don't think I'd ever seen one, only in books like.
Anyway, anyway, anyway, there on the classroom wall was my happy, smiling donkey taking pride of place amongst all the mums.
We both started laughing. She's gone to school now. She's gonna paint a hedgehog!!!
marcire al'inferno
Hi. :)
and the angels had guitars even before they had wings
Couldn't have said it better. ;)
I see the angels, they're standing
right outside your door
Girl: They're watching over me, they're
watching over us all
You can send them home tonight, because you
won't need them anymore
Girl: In your arms I think I've found the
safest place to fall
When I step in the door and I stare at
your face
There are so many things that I wish
I could say
Well I struggle with words but they put
up a fight
You can keep your mouth shut, because it
doesn't really matter tonight
I will guide you all the way tonight
Because I know exactly what you're
trying to say
Is it over? Are they all gone? Are we alone now? ;)
I think we're alone now
It's such a shame, when a certain situation makes two people separate. You want to say what's in your heart, but you don't for fear you may humiliate yourself. Though, bring on the humiliation. I'd rather tell them, than never have told them at all. You can't lose. At least you've said what you needed.
Hi Elena!
DELETE THE BLOG
Mayo is Po' lil Tink Tink?
202 is a bully. poor dawn.
Another good reason why there shouldn't be any love nonsense on these blogs.
^THIS
mistaken identities causing hurt & paranoia
Seems like DTBA is one smart cookie...
^_^
^why?
Anonymous said...
to whom it may concern
repetition is not safe
please wait 4 me
the pigs are snorting
C U here as usual
February 3, 2011 7:30 PM
May 29, 2011 1:21 AM
Well, that's odd. That comment doesn't seem to exist at Mayo's. Where did that one spring from?
the pigs are snorting
^ and this seems a really rude and impolite way of referring to inquisitive people.
Holmes, Miss Marples, and Poirot would be most put out.
May 29, 2011 5:51 AM
Anonymous said...
comment was posted over at seven's blog by someone commenting as 202
May 29, 2011 6:04 AM
Anonymous said...
202 aka ...
^.~
May 29, 2011 6:21 AM
5:51 said...
Oh, thanks 6:04. :)
May 29, 2011 6:34 AM
Anonymous said...
who's dawn?
May 29, 2011 6:43 AM
Anonymous said...
Another one in his harem.
May 29, 2011 6:49 AM
5:51 said...
Oh. :(
It looks like whatever 202 and Dawn had going on came to an end. I hope Dawn is okay. She seems to have faded away from there.
May 29, 2011 7:38 AM
Anonymous said...
big bust up between dawn and 202. case of mistaken identity. comments deleted.
May 29, 2011 8:13 AM
Anonymous said...
big bust up between dawn and 202. case of mistaken identity. comments deleted.
:/
One of the many perils of the internet. I hope she is okay.
May 29, 2011 8:18 AM
I think the question you should be asking is why two people assumed they had a romantic connection with someone else from around these parts.
It would seem they thought they knew who they were talking to. They must have sounded, in some way, familiar to them - in real life, or through comments, or even emails.
Anyone can sound familiar. If you are emailing someone wouldn't you know? You don't conduct personal relationships on an anonymous blog unless you're sneaking around and that's another story.
sneaking around
^THIS
You don't conduct personal relationships on an anonymous blog unless you're sneaking around and that's another story.
Not necessarily. Single people are just as likely to indulge in anonymous flirtation. But they choose to do so in a cyber-safe way.
Is that why Mayo is keeping the blog open? To sneak around? Bet he likes the attention.
Mayo is Po' lil Tink Tink?
Nope, dont think so
DTBA? yup
If you are single that's different, though I would think you would eventually want to stop the flirting and get to know them a little bit more.
DTBA? yup
What? No way!
If you are single that's different, though I would think you would eventually want to stop the flirting and get to know them a little bit more.
I agree, that could easily happen for some people, but that's such a big, iffy, step to take.
When it's over the internet it is.
Good Morning
6:23
i am the walrus!
coo coo ka choo
i am he as you are he as you are me
and we are all together
DELETE THE BLOG!!!!
@FrankIero
After a great tour and a long red eye flight, i finally get to hang out with my ladies. Thank you everyone for making this tour so much fun!
Awww, Frankie loves his ladies.
Frank ♥ Jamia
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
She knows it but i don't think poor Frankie knows it.
www.myspace.com/audaciousdreamer
Tink Tinks myspace. She really believes she had a thing with Gerard.Read some of her older posts where she is talking about blogs and shit.
Interesting. ;)
The music industry is a cruel and shallow money trench,a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free, and good men die like dogs. Theres also a negative side
good morning!
3:11 hate to break it to you, but many corporations are run by egotistical cowboys not just the music industry.
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
don't mention frank & jamia. opj will go crazy. she's frankie's one true love dontcha know;)
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