There was never more time
than when I was 23,
bold, brash and free.
I called out to any, to all…
you will never make me fall
as I pushed back
up from the pavement.
It is faster now, time.
Being no longer 23,
with a near carbon-copy me
I chase after and hold
for a moment, to keep
her from falling.
She will, I know.
Just as she tumbles head over heels in the grass, a summersault.
She will tumble a life.
Over and over, the days
I can salve and bandage her knee,
treat the sting of a bee,
turn her ear to my voice
singing on or off key.
She will stop crying,
only momentarily
before she will be
pushing off of 23.
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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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“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 2001 – 2200 of 5001 Newer› Newest»It's not Elena. She likes Lindsey. She sends her tweets and everything. I don't know where you got that fic, but it's not Elena. Unless maybe she was writing about Eliza. I bet it was Eliza.
good "slightly into afternoon"!
In the lead up to Halloween, a little fact:
"Knock" is one of the world's shortest horror story with only 2 sentences.
Knock
by Fredric Brown (1948)
The last man on Earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door.
Nope, those were written during the LynZ days, and there were mentions in her fic of Gerard calling off one engagement and beginning a new one "too soon."
The most ironic part of this whole slam-fest is:
The people defending Lindsey are the ones who've talked about her like she's the Spawn of Satan for four years at VV's. They now have the audacity to call out Elena for writing a fictional account about Gerard and an unnamed woman? And yes, in the early summer of '07, Gerard was engaged to Eliza.
Hey "anons", why don't you tell us how wonderful you think Lindsey is? We know you LHLAS.
That's hella creepy, Ergo! O_O
Except Elena's fics were written at the end of the summer.
And really it's the hypocrisy she shows, having one face here on Mayo's and then showing all the true hatred to the woman she thinks he married (because she thinks Mayo is Gerard).
Also, not from VVs, yeah, sorry. I know you want to think that everyone who thinks Elena is a gross creep is from there or whatever, but I really just hate bad writing.
Isn't fanficpalooza over Yet? :/
The tourists are causing so much traffic congestion.
I'll be thinking about you today Miss T. Such a sad day for you.
You take care now petal.
You cleaning up the blog Mayo? So many comments deleted.
*runs in
hugs Mayo
hugs MissT
hugs Elena
runs out*
Nothing like a good fall cleaning! ;)
You know, it would be so much easier and faster to just delete all the comments for this post. It's been done before.
For Mayo
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Mayo's really not a fanfiction fan is he? I can't say that I blame him.
He doesn't seem to have a problem with repetitive anon's dots, O's and x's.
Comments are disappearing right before our eyes. It's like magic. My spine's tingling!
Wel raslas bach a mawr Mayo, you still at it? It's quite amusing watching the comments fade away one by one.
You must be a bit peckish after all that cleaning. Can you stop for a bit of lunch? I got tuna mayonnaise sandwiches.
Hello anons:)
My lunch break is over. Back to work. Ta ra.
MAYO. IF YOU ARE DELETING COMMENTS LEFT AND RIGHT (WHICH I AGREE WITH) WHY NOT DELETE ALL THE SHIT SAID ABOUT ELENA FOR WRITING AN INNOCENT STORY. BE A TRUE FRIEND SHE HAS BEEN NOTHING BUT LOYAL TO YOU.
What exactly is Mayo deleting? The repetitive comments are still there. The fic excerpts are still there.
IDGI.
The people defending Lindsey are the ones who've talked about her like she's the Spawn of Satan for four years at VV's. They now have the audacity to call out Elena for writing a fictional account about Gerard and an unnamed woman?
I don't know where you are getting your information, but I have never disliked Lindsey. I think she has been great for Gerard, and he seems to be very happy, which is why I don't like fics that demonize her. Most of the fandom agrees with me.
He's deleting all of those annoying invisible comments. Thanks Mayo. Those were starting to get me annoyed. ;)
Hello, Mayo! Hello everyone!!!! How are you all doing on this bright and brisk day? Well and good, I hope!
I must say that the itunes Rock Album chart is looking, particularly, GOOD these days! I'm so happy for both Evanescence (number 1 and 10) and Better Than Ezra "Death Valley" (number 5)!!! I'm, also happy for Daughtry (number 4)! Annnd... Patrick Stump's "Soul Punk" is number two on the Pop Album chart!!!
A huge congratulations to all of them!!!!
Who wants to celebrate at Tipitina's tonight?! Besides me, that is? It should be a great show with Foxy Shazam, Patrick Stump and P!ATD!!!!
As usual, I have a million things to do and I better get busy doing them.
I hope you all have a wonderful day/night!!! Have fun and stay safe out there!!!!
Hugs and Love,
~Namaste~
6/Wendy
PS for MissT: *more hugs*
Wow... I stopped in to say, hey, and look what I found. Some things never change.
Always nice to 'see' a moron that needs to post the same crap umpteen times, as well. Time for them to call 1-80G-ETA-LIFE!
So anyway, hiya's to anyone & everyone here.
Wow, hello sister Midnite! How's things:)
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Best of luck Ergo. May the best team win.
Bye
Nite Mayo
and the best team did win!
Congratulations Ergo.
No excuses, Australia were the best team on the day. We've had a pretty good tournament and the support has been phenomenal.
Yes the Welsh are disappointed, no one wants to come fourth, yet we're all so proud of our boys. We will support them in success and in failure.
Onwards and upwards now boys.
Cymru am byth:)
Possum, best of luck to your team in the final.
MAYO DO US A FAVOUR AND BAN ANON COMMENTS - I'D GLADY GET A BLOGGER.
YOU MIGHT NOT COME ON HERE THAT OFTEN BUT SOME OF US LIKE TO CHAT ON HERE AND THIS DICK OF AN ANON WHO'S SPAMMING LIKE THEIR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT IS STOPPING US. ONCE YOU REACH 500O COMMENTS WE'RE DONE.
YOU DON'T SEEM TO LIKE FAN FICTION EITHER SO GET RID OF THE ANONS AND THE FICTION WILL DISAPPEAR ALSO
CONSIDER IT PLEASE
PS. SORRY FOR THE CAPS BUT IT'S HARD TO TALK OVER ALL THE SPAMMING
MAYO DO US A FAVOUR AND BAN ANON COMMENTS - I'D GLADY GET A BLOGGER.
YOU MIGHT NOT COME ON HERE THAT OFTEN BUT SOME OF US LIKE TO CHAT ON HERE AND THIS DICK OF AN ANON WHO'S SPAMMING LIKE THEIR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT IS STOPPING US. ONCE YOU REACH 500O COMMENTS WE'RE DONE.
YOU DON'T SEEM TO LIKE FAN FICTION EITHER SO GET RID OF THE ANONS AND THE FICTION WILL DISAPPEAR ALSO
CONSIDER IT PLEASE
PS. SORRY FOR THE CAPS BUT IT'S HARD TO TALK OVER ALL THE SPAMMING
Ain't no rest for the wicked
(◠‿~)
la la la-la la la
la la-la la laaaa
Ooh eeh ooh ah ahting tang walla walla bing bang
dow dow dow dow!
Hiya guys, how are you all?
Thanks Elina, Anon, Ergo, Welshie and everyone for your well wishes for Dot. It was sad to lose her. You know it's for the best when people that old go peacefully in their sleep but even so, I'll miss her.
I'm sorry other people could not be more respectful of what you are going through. But know that you have people that care about you, Miss T. Our thoughts are with you, always.
October 14, 2011 4:27 PM
Thank you so much anon. It's people like you that put a smile on my face and make me realise that it's good to share, it makes the world go round.
Welshie said...
I meant to say this earlier.
Miss T. I went to the Cathedral in Durham and I lit a candle in memory of your friend.
you take care petal.
Bless you Welshie sweetie. I cried a bit when I read that. Congratulations Aunt Welshie, you'll be a great Auntie.
MissT so sorry to hear of your loss, you must have been so close to think of her as a Grandma, but what a wonderful experience for both of you. As much as you enjoyed hearing her stories, I know she loved having someone to tell them to and share her life with.
It is one of life's blessings to connect with another in a way that enriches both your lives and that flows on through us to others long after they'd gone.
I hope Thursday's service, though sad will be a beautiful tribute and a celebration of the life of a woman who obviously touched many.
Beautiful words Ergo,thanks for that sweetie. Well, the funeral was yesterday and it was nice. It was a humanist funeral so it was all taking about Dot and her life which was lovely.
There were some lovely flowers for her. Dot was a prim and propper old lady who loved roses and the ones there we beautiful.
Afterwards, we went to the local pub and had a meal with her family and friends from the sheltered housing complex where she lived. It was really nice, we all shared our memories of Dot. We laughed and cried, I think she would have liked it.
Please anons, leave Elena alone. Why can't people just talk instead of being mean. Life's too short and it should be about sharing experiences, memories and stories, not trying to make people feel bad.
Elena sweetie, don't let them get you down.
I'm hoping for a relaxing weekend. I hope you all have a good one xx
I think life is too short to spend time writing stories about how much you hate the woman who has the man you fantasize about and calling her names.
good morning!
I didn't see the game Welshie, we were at a bbq with relatives of my cousin's fiancee from Cornwall, had a ball!
It looked like a well fought game, very close, some nasty injuries though.
Your lad should be proud of themselevs, it's a shame someone wins and someone loses but getting through that far is a great acheivement
Good to hear it was a fitting send off MissT, was thinking of you, I'm glad you could all spend time remembering what a difference she made in your lives
MissT I'm sure Dot would have loved that you all got together and shared memories. That was a beautiful tribute. Take care.
Hey Ergo and everyone else. Just stopping in a minute to say "hey". Had a full day out with mom and now the lure of a hot shower is calling. Just want to put on my PJ's and nest on the sofa. Got lots of Ghost Adventures recorded that I want to watch. 'Tis the season.
Have a great night everyone.
Is Gerard going to watch them with you while you call LynZ, oh I'm sorry, EVE names behind her back?
Anonymous said...
I think life is too short to spend time writing stories about how much you hate the woman who has the man you fantasize about and calling her names.
October 21, 2011 5:17 PM
YOU, are a digusting, soulless piece of shit to leave a comment like that about some stupid hate war about FANFIC to/and after a person (completely unrelated to your bullshit) that has just lost someone they love. Her friend died, 5:17.
You think Elena writing fics is so wrong? You've just proven how pathetic, immature and utterly monstrous you are and thus your opinion on anything is absolutely moot. Don't sit here complaining about the injustice of Elena's fics, and the cruelty you feel she showed toward LynZ, or the disrespect she showed toward Gerard.
READ YOUR OWN FUCKING COMMENT. WHAT DID YOU JUST DO TO MISS T, you fucking idiot, 5:17. You are more offensive, disrespectful and vile than any fanfic that has ever been written. Continue to say whatever you want, you will never get what you want. And you will never make one person stop and rethink their own opinions. You just blew that by showing your true nature.
Miss T, my thoughts and prayers are with you. I'm so happy for you that you got to know such a wonderful person, even if it was for a short time. The service and gathering sound really lovely. It's very important for people to get to come together, share their memories and to positively remember their loved ones at this tome. I hope you are doing well, as and when you can. ♥
Goodnight everyone.
YOU, are a digusting, soulless piece of shit to leave a comment like that about some stupid hate war about FANFIC to/and after a person (completely unrelated to your bullshit) that has just lost someone they love. Her friend died, 5:17.
But didn't you just do the same thing?
Why yes, yes you did.
I'm sorry, but your hypocritical bullshit, Lewis, is astounding.
People on this blog have never been respectful of others' losses. Personal hatred of an individual determines how much compassion one has for that person's loss. According to this blog's 'rules', it's perfectly okay to say bad things to people who are experiencing grief, as long as you dislike that person. Different rules apply to different people. Right?
This place is bullshit. Always has been. Always will be.
READ YOUR OWN FUCKING COMMENT. WHAT DID YOU JUST DO TO MISS T, you fucking idiot,
This place is a hot mess, tbh.
It always cracks my shit up how the people who come here can rip someone up for being an asshole to someone they like, but they don't seem to give two shits when someone is an asshole to someone they don't like. And while it's never okay to say anything even remotely rude to one of the regs who still comes here, it's perfectly fine to describe an anon as soulless, or as a fucking idiot.
There really is a serious double standard here.
YOU MIGHT NOT COME ON HERE THAT OFTEN BUT SOME OF US LIKE TO CHAT ON HERE
See,this is what I don't understand. Of all the places for you people to 'chat', why some random's blog? And if the anons bug you so much why not go some place else? Make your own blog? I would suggest calling it whinging-ass-bitches.
I have always defended what I felt was right and stood up against what I felt was wrong. And I have always been respectful and given my thoughts and prayers (and meant it) to all people who have lost someone, that have posted here past and present. Whether they believe that of me or not.
And no, 9:32. I did not do the same thing. I didn't use someone's loss to attack another person. I attacked another person, for using my friend's pain as an excuse to cause more pain to someone else I care about. There is a difference. You may spin it anyway you choose. But neither of them misunderstands me in my comment. I am positve of that, regardless of what you want to believe. That is not hypocrisy. That is enragingly pointing out how wrong that anon's choice was, and defending two people I care about as well. I shouldn't have cussed or called that anon an idiot. I sunk there, I fully admit it. But I've recently lost someone I love too. And I am tired of reading the attacks on Elena for partaking in a pastime that everyone has known of and accepted (or at least not so grandly complained about) for years now. You believe what you wish. I don't care either way. But I would like it understood that the people who's opinions matter to me, know the truth. Not just of myself, but of each other, no matter what anyone says. Pointing that out, is what one angry anon called 'true friendship.' Nothing more or less.
And I've always done my best to be astounding, so thank you very much for that. :)
Oh, and very nice to see you around Mayo. I hope you are doing well and are happy. It's a lovely post. Whatever it means to you, I hope things work out for the best and are worth every moment.
Lol. Well, at least you admitted to being an astounding hypocrite, Lewis. Even though I doubt that was your intent. :)
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lewishasfallensloppydead said...
Anonymous said...
I think life is too short to spend time writing stories about how much you hate the woman who has the man you fantasize about and calling her names.
October 21, 2011 5:17 PM
YOU, are a digusting, soulless piece of shit to leave a comment like that about some stupid hate war about FANFIC to/and after a person (completely unrelated to your bullshit) that has just lost someone they love. Her friend died, 5:17.
And you just did the exact same thing. Your hate and vileness is better, I guess?
You think Elena writing fics is so wrong? You've just proven how pathetic, immature and utterly monstrous you are and thus your opinion on anything is absolutely moot. Don't sit here complaining about the injustice of Elena's fics, and the cruelty you feel she showed toward LynZ, or the disrespect she showed toward Gerard.
You think talking about her disgusting fanfics is so wrong? You've just proven how pathetic, monstrous etc. you are. Don't sit here complaining about people talking about her disgusting pornos or the disrespect we showed he rdisgusting pornos..
READ YOUR OWN FUCKING COMMENT. WHAT DID YOU JUST DO TO MISS T, you fucking idiot, 5:17.
READ YOUR OWN FUCKING COMMENT. WHAT DID YOU JUST DO TO MISS T, you fucking idiot, lewishasfallensloppydead.
You are more offensive, disrespectful and vile than any fanfic that has ever been written. Continue to say whatever you want, you will never get what you want. And you will never make one person stop and rethink their own opinions. You just blew that by showing your true nature.
You will never make a few people stop and rethink their opinions. You just blew that by showing your true nature.
And no, 9:32. I did not do the same thing. I didn't use someone's loss to attack another person. I attacked another person, for using my friend's pain as an excuse to cause more pain to someone else I care about.
The fuck are you talking about, you raving asshole? No one said anything about Miss T. People are discussing Elena's disrespectful and disgusting fics. How far up your ass is your head, really? Are you honestly that stupid and insane?
You are proving who are, 11:30.
Oh really then please tell me who I am.....? Someone who can see through hypocrisy and the sheer fuckwit that is lewisisfallen.
Oh 12:04, I'm sooooooo glad you're bestowing your superiority and gigantic head, I mean intellect, upon all of us ignorant, hypocritical, untalented, smut-loving, ungrammatical, punctuation-less, naive, gullible peons.
Thank you! Thank you more times than I can write for coming here and showing us what a know-it-all you are! Be careful you don't pop that noggin on a nail or something.
(That was sarcasm, in case you didn't notice.)
Nothing Lewis said made any sense and she is a hypocrite. Anyone can see that.
Hey Pinkie Pie,
Needs More Frosting
Rainbow Dash
There she was just a walking down the street singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Before I knew it she was walkin' next to me, singin'
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Holdin' my hand just as natural as can be, singin'
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
We walked on (walked on) to my door (my door)
We walked on to my door, then we kissed a little more
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, oh yeah
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
we're singin
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Anonymous said...
Oh 12:04, I'm sooooooo glad you're bestowing your superiority and gigantic head, I mean intellect, upon all of us ignorant, hypocritical, untalented, smut-loving, ungrammatical, punctuation-less, naive, gullible peons.
Thank you! Thank you more times than I can write for coming here and showing us what a know-it-all you are! Be careful you don't pop that noggin on a nail or something.
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I do have to say that people here do wear their hearts on their sleeves. Be it the heart of friendship or some other agenda. The one size fits all standard has been the standard for a very few.
I suppose that is only natural.
I've seen some regs here being ripped apart for no good reason while other regs stood there and said nothing in their defense.
I've seen some regs being called out for damn good reasons while other regs defended them and their behaviour.
I've seen regs stand up and confess that they were not completely innocent and I've seen regs refuse to admit any guilt whatsoever. Some who scream pure innocence until their dying day.
(Guess which ones I would trust.)
I've heard bitching, whining and complaining and I've witnessed manipulation from every side.
Hell. This blog is just like real life!
The question is, which ones would you trust? Which ones would you want standing by your side at the end of the day?
The silent and passive.
The ones with double standards.
The ones who admit that they try to be fair but sometimes fail.
The ones who say that you're my friend and I'll stand by your side no matter what.
The ones who say that you're my friend and because you're my friend I'll tell you when I think you're wrong.
The ones who leave you twisting in the wind on your own whether they've called you a friend or not.
Hmmm?
☝ Just somethings to think about as you go about your day.
I've seen Mayo being rightfully spanked and being wrongfully spanked. I've done both and I think I liked both of them. Although not equally.
I'm sorry for those wrongful spankings, Mayo. ;)
6:18, you never fail to amuse with your penchant for the overly dramatic. I hate to break it to you, but you can't sufficiently explain away the behaviour of your favorites on this blog, no matter how much you pontificate. But it's always amusing (and kind of sad) watching you try.
Oh, and a P.S. to 6:18:
I sure as shit would not trust you. :D
Good Morning Everyone
Lewis, the true meaning of your words wasn't hard for me to see. Believe me, anyone who really knows what is going on here saw the meaning but many chose to ignore that true meaning. So, as usual, another spin for your words was created.
I'm sorry you recently lost someone dear to you. Take care.
Nothing anyone said "attacked" Miss T. A bunch of people were rightfully horrified at Elena's two-faced, trashy, badly written porno story.
Lewis is a fucktard and always has been. She did exactly what she was accusing others of doing.
^Much like the true meaning of Elena's fic. She didn't mean to slam Lindsey, to call her a bitch or a ho. She merely meant to express her deep admiration for his talent and to show him what a loyal friend she is to him by writing sexual fantasies about him.
Oh darn. My comment was in response to Elena's, not 9:39's.
I agree with everything you said, 9:39. Everything on this blog is bullshit, especially all the talk about loyalty, friendship, and "true meaning".
The only true meaning in Elena's fic is that she wants to bone Gerard. And the only true meaning in her defenders' comments is that they support her in her desire to bone Gerard. LOL!
YOU MIGHT NOT COME ON HERE THAT OFTEN BUT SOME OF US LIKE TO CHAT ON HERE
See,this is what I don't understand. Of all the places for you people to 'chat', why some random's blog? And if the anons bug you so much why not go some place else? Make your own blog? I would suggest calling it whinging-ass-bitches.
-If it wasn't for the blog I wouldn't know these people hence why I like coming on here to chat with them. FYI I already frequent a blog like that it should be called whining-ass-bitches but its actually called Three Cheers You Fooled Them All, maybe you're familiar with it? :)
I've been *rightfully horrified by many comments posted on this blog. Including some of my own.
I think I've even been wrongfully horrified by some.
*rightfully horrified
Really?
(◠‿~)
What's a whinging ass bitch? It sounds like a term used for a female whose ass is spreading / expanding. It could catch on.
How about the Overly Dramatic Old Fat-ass Bitches with Delusions of a Relationship with a Semi-famous Rock Star blog?
Overly Dramatic Bitches Who Want to Bone a Semi-Famous Rockstar...and the People Who (Claim to) Love Them?
Bitches Who Want to Bone a Semi-Famous Rockstar
How, exactly, does a bitch bone anyone? Semi-famous rockstar or semi-truck driver.
Do you other anons even know what a boner is? Are these bitches you're talking about using semi functional strap ons? I've heard that there are some that use water to simulate an erection and ejaculation.
Language evolves. In today's slang, to bone, simply means to fuck.
Of course I realize, most of the people here were born in the 60's...
While we're on the subject of boning, what's boning someone got to do with love?
Overly Dramatic Bitches Who Want to Make Gerard Way Cum?
Language evolves. In today's slang, to bone, simply means to fuck.
Only for the very young who don't understand the origins of the word as it relates to sexual intercourse. To most people over the age of 12 bone means
bone
To fuck the hell out of a girl without any thought.
bone
For a male, to have sexual intercourse. Similarly, for a female, "to be boned".
You left off the very first entry, nimwad.
bone
to fuck
This bone talk is so much better than the cum talk.
Yep. That's sarcasm. ;)
The very first entry just says "to have sexual intercourse"
LMAO at you and your selective usage of Urban dictionary.
Delusional Bitches Who Dream of Breaking Up Gerard and Lindsey Way?
I didn't leave off just the first one. I left several definitions off. I only posted the ones regarding sex.
I didn't copy the first one because that's for very young nimwads like you and that one was already posted at 11:49. There was no need for me to post it again.
I remember once when someone told me that the word "fuck" only pertained to guys. In other words, guys could fuck women, but women could only get fucked.
LMAO.
Old people.
*shakes head*
I didn't copy the first one because that's for very young nimwads like you
Lol. Old people, indeed. :D
Someone likes repeating themselves.
That's just ridiculous 12:20.
As a woman, I can tell you that I have fucked men just as many times as I've been fucked by men.
How about you?
Those two are so much fun. You can see them coming from 25 miles away. ;)
Yep. I've both fucked and been fucked. In both senses of the word. ;)
Are these bitches you're talking about using semi functional strap ons? I've heard that there are some that use water to simulate an erection and ejaculation.
Actually, OPJ posted her fantasy about using one on Frank, so.
It's Nightmare Night and you know what that means...
TIME IS CANDY!!
Rainbow Dash
Dashie!
Nightmare night, what a fright
Give us something sweet to bite!
Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. FREE CANDY! Watch out!
*giggles*
Sometimes it's just really fun! ;)
Okie dokie.
Pinkie Pie
Dashie,
What are you going as this nightmare night? The bronies made my costume this year but I'm not sure about it. What do you think? Does it make my tail look too big?
It feels drafty back there!
Okie dokie.
Pinkie Pie
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Sunday's monster matinee is a masterpiece of blood, bugs, gore, lore, well fed vampires, zombies and what could be the son of the devil. All in one piss poor little town that's deader than hell. So is everything in it! Or undead.
Don't watch this one alone.
They'll get you one by one and no one will hear you scream.
MESSIAH OF EVIL
Umm I have to say that anyone using anyone's dead grandparent as fap-fodder is really gross.
Oh no, 11:35! Is THAT what killed the blog? You mean it didn't have ANYthing to do with you and your ilk bringing the story here and obsessing endlessly over not only its content but also its form? Or how about the daily, every-minute-of-the-day, don't-miss-a-chance-to-disrespect-a-fellow-human-being name calling and mud slinging? Do you think, in all your God-given wisdom, that THAT might've discouraged people from coming in?
How ahout those things? I guess they didn't occur to you, what with you being so busy being intellectually superior and all.
Could it be that people are really grossed out by the fact that someone who claims to be a 'mature woman', yet spends a fair chunk of her time writing fapping fantasies about a man who is happily married to someone else, is one of the only 'regs' left here?
I think that might have a lot to do with it.
Or how about the daily, every-minute-of-the-day, don't-miss-a-chance-to-disrespect-a-fellow-human-being name calling and mud slinging?
Lol. Hyperbole much? Every minute of the day, really?
Anyhow, I know the people who frequent this place think they have a direct link to Gerard Way's innermost thoughts, and have convinced themselves that he's perfectly okay with being inserted into stories where he's little more than fap fodder -- but most, you know, sane people would consider writing bad porn about stealing him away from his "bitch ho" wife to be disrespectful to both Gerard and Lindsey Way.
I love it. You taking up for Lindsey.
Oh the irony.
I don't know who you think I am, 4:03, but whoever it is, you're wrong.
I like Lindsey, and I think she has been good for Gerard. Unlike Elena, obviously.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
Ugh, Elena fapping to Gerard with thoughts of his dead grandmother, and her hatred for LynZ, really killed this blog.
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