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
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
5,001 comments:
«Oldest ‹Older 4601 – 4800 of 5001 Newer› Newest»See what I mean? Look at the experience of 2:59. This blog, this Mayo person, ultimately it not about him it's about you people, the people that post on the blog and make it. You are the important ones so be excellent to each other!!!!
I am not Mayo. I am not SS.
-3:12
And stop worrying about Verita's. There are good people also there, and deep down they care about the person you admire too.
Do we have to be excellent to everyone 3:13? I don't want to be excellent to crappy people who aren't excellent to me. I like being indifferent to those kinds of people.
That's reasonable 3:17.
I'm going to have to disagree, 3:13. Ultimately this is Mayo's blog. He created it. He can end it.
It doesn't get more ultimate than that.
I just wanted to point that out.
The people here who have become close and developed real trust and friendship won't lose that when this blog ends. The foundation may have been laid here but it was secured and the walls built up at other places.
Thank you, 3:19. I appreciate that. :)
Of course 3:26 that was always his prerogative though he seems to have left it standing despite everything that happened on it. My impression is that he left it around for you people.
He doesn't need to leave it around for people like me. He can shut it down whenever he's ready. As i have said, this is his blog. His land that was loaned out and built upon. Sturdy houses can be moved without falling apart.
I don't think he's a person that can be told what to do 3:35. I think he's the type that does things when he wants to do things all in his good time.
Sturdy houses can be moved without falling apart.
They can huff and they can puff but they can't blow a sturdy house down. :)
I also agree that friends will still be friends elsewhere.
Who is huffing and puffing 3:40?
I agree, 3:40. He'll do what he wants to do when he wants to do it. Whatever and whenever it is, it is ok with me.
My house is built of brick and mortar. Reinforced with a steel frame. An ageless design.
Have you never heard the story, 3:43? It's all about taking the time and putting in the necessary work and labor to build a strong house instead of taking the quick and easy way out.
I don't understand 3:48.
You don't understand the moral of The Three Little Pigs?
It's all about taking the time and putting in the necessary work and labor to build a strong house instead of taking the quick and easy way out.
It's about caring enough about your future and your family's future to take some time and think it out. Don't listen to people who offer you straw at half the price of brick and try to convince you that you are getting a good deal.
Don't listen to people who tell you that a job which takes half the time of a job well done can still be an adequate job done.
Build your home, your friendships, your life of strong materials. Take the time necessary to build safely.
Take the time and spend the energy to build things that will last.
I hope you understand now, 3:52.
I'm still not Mayo or SS.
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Still confused 4:02. There is no question about the friendships that have developed here, those people appear to believe their foundations are solid. Just ask elena or ergo.
Do you think someone is trying to pries your friendships apart? I wouldn't even question it.
Who is huffing and puffing 3:40?
JANUARY 27, 2012 3:43 AM
Huffing and puffing comes from the story of The Three Little Pigs. It was a reference to the story and to the moral of the story.
It goes back to you saying that Mayo keeps this blog open for the people here. It's reassurance that he does not need to do that.
*starting to go bug eyed & getting a headache now*
O_o
O_0
o_O
Don't you think he knows that already? And take something for your headache.
(◠‿~)
Maybe he is leaving it open out of the goodness of his heart for all of you.
*head meet desk*
LOL 4:20! You make a good funny.
I was being serious, what's so funny about it?
That's one of reasons I still love this place.
Anyway, why are we discussing Mayo? He's never around in the first place.
You, elena, ergo and a lot of other people 4:24.
It's just funny, 4:20.
I'm not saying that Mayo isn't good or that he doesn't have a good heart. I wouldn't be here if I thought otherwise.
It's the way you put it. He's keeping this blog open out of the goodness of his heart.
That really kind of makes me and the other posters here sound a little pathetic and needy.
That is missing the point of everything that was said here this morning.
*desk meet head*
Because it's his blog, 4:27.
4:28 I also said he probably knows he doesn't need to keep it open so how does it make you "pathetic" and "needy". Maybe he just likes reading what all of you talk about.
This has been a good night, Mayo.
Goodnight Mayo and Mayoettes!
So what 4:30?
Don't your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine
It's hard to tell the night time from the day
You're losin' all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?
Desperado,why don't you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, open the gate
It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you
You better let somebody love you, before it's too late
Your prison is walking through this world all alone
One of the saddest most heartbreaking lines in one of the saddest, yet most beautiful, songs I've ever heard.
Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
She'll beat you if she's able
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet
So much R.C. Robinson in that one! :)
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"Maybe everyone with the exception of ergo & elena has the hots for Mayo. "
Elena, seriously? Did you miss the fanfiction? Elena hates "Mayo's" wife, thinks she is a slut and a bitch and a whore, and she has to save him from her. Don't you remember all that thrusting and pumping and licking and fingering all over the place?
O_o I just had lunch and didn't need to read that.
Hiya guys, how are you all?
Ergo, I'll look forward to those pics. I've had a look but maybe I'm being daft cos I couldn't see them. It sounded so lovely sweetie.
MissT: Thank you (again and again and again!)!!!! It's (kind of) amazing how "camping on the Northshore" one weekend and rockin' out at the HOB in NOLA, the next weekend, can be so damn equally beautiful, fulfilling and lovely!!!! Almost as beautiful and lovely (and sometimes naughty) as you are!
Sounds wonderful Wendy, I'm quite jealous. The only place I've been on a trip to lately is the supermarket and it didn't inspire me to take pretty pictures. Though I do like the book aisle, it's very peaceful for some reason.
Welshie said...
ooh, Kula Shaker. Whoopee! Love 'em:)
A bit partial to a bit of Kula Shaker myself Welshie.
In related news I also think the spiders are batting way higher than their average!
*shudders* Ergo, we think we have some big spiders here but they are tiddlers next to the ones you have down under. *looks down and waves*
Have a great weekend everyone.
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Good morning!
Sorry MissT I didn't get around to doing it, I got them on my facebook then got busy doing other things and forgot. I'll do it today
Dashie,
Don't forget the ketchup!It makes rubber chicken go down smoother.
Okie dokie.
Pinkie Pie
Put some pictures up, I'll add some more soon, have to go out for a while
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Wasn't the fanfic about a rockstar 11:01? It's got nothing to do with Mayo man.
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"Wasn't the fanfic about a rockstar 11:01? It's got nothing to do with Mayo man."
Except Elena has never hidden the fact that she thinks Mayo is Gerard Way.
I don't know if that's what she thinks, anyway it doesn't matter, there is no need to come here and pick on her about the fic.
Such is the way of the world
You can never know
Just where to put all your faith
And how will it grow
Gonna rise up
Burning back holes in dark memories
Gonna rise up
Turning mistakes into gold
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This house feels like a hub for the dead.
Just heard that one on the dead files....Too Kewl!!!
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Actually you brought it up by saying that she didn't "have the hots for Mayo" when she's the one who has it the worst. Enough to write thousands of pages of porn about him and her that turns his wife into a slut, whore etc..... So if you don't want it talked about, don't bring it up.
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Speaking of fanfiction, the best sex scene I ever read was very understated. No talk of licking, fingering, sucking, pumping, blah, blah. None of that pornstar "Oh my god, I'm coming!" (or CUMMING, as it were) at all.
Why is it that most fanfic writers act as if they get all their inspiration and technique from Penthouse Forum?
Actually you brought it up by saying that she didn't "have the hots for Mayo"
Exactly, I mentioned Mayo, not any rockstar. Did Elena Write about Mayo is her fic? No. So unless you have proof that the Mayo blogger is a rockstar in real life, which is what you're suggesting, you can kindly stop carrying on about this and stop picking on her.
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"Exactly, I mentioned Mayo, not any rockstar. Did Elena Write about Mayo is her fic? No. So unless you have proof that the Mayo blogger is a rockstar in real life, which is what you're suggesting, "
No, shithead/Elena, I have never once thought Mayo was Gerard. Elena (who I think I'm talking to here) however makes no secret of the fact that she DOES think so.
Nice try though. Oh wait, it's not a nice try, because you're a shithead.
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"I have never once thought Mayo was Gerard."
This comment is pure denial. Everyone who came here in the beginning believed Mayo was Gerard Way. Everyone here wanted to help him overcome his drug addiction. Everyone, including the ones called "The Porchies".
Everyone who came here in the beginning believed Mayo was Gerard Way. Everyone here wanted to help him overcome his drug addiction.
Not true. I didn't.
A shithead eh? Ha!. And btw I'm not Elena no matter how much you want to believe that. Another thing if you don't believe m is a rockstar why act so defensively about the fic here of all places.
I'm also not 10:57 or Elena. Just call me shithead #2.
Nice try 1:23. I don't believe you.
You have to laugh at the name calling.
You don't have to believe the truth if you don't want to. It's okay with me if you believe the lies you tell yourself. If it helps you get out of bed in the morning go with those lies.
I feel the same 1:27. It really is laughable.
I have a question, I know most of you are fans of this particular rockstar but isn't there lots of other places that you can actually talk about him with other fans? Why here?
"I have never once thought Mayo was Gerard."
Another thing if you don't believe m is a rockstar why act so defensively about the fic here
OMG. Are you saying that you think they had the wrong rockstar all along? How embarrasking. (^_~)
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I don't see any rockstar here. I thought because Mayo is old that's why Elena is attracted to him because he's closer to her age even though he's much older. (Sorry Elena I don't think you're old)
Pinkie Pie, this place is filled with
griffins.
You know what that means!
GET THE CANNON!!!!
Dashie
Ponies, partying is not a good idea the man is OLD. Might do his back in.
Anonymous said...
Ponies, partying is not a good idea the man is OLD. Might do his back in.
January 28, 2012 2:36 AM
We have a pony for him.
Ah no ponies, he's already being taken a long time ago by Mrs m.
^been taken
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The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what Fiction means.
"This comment is pure denial. Everyone who came here in the beginning believed Mayo was Gerard Way. Everyone here wanted to help him overcome his drug addiction. Everyone, including the ones called "The Porchies"."
I've never been a "lovely" or a "porchie" and I always just came here for a laugh. There was never any way this was Gerard. Ever.
But you basically just admitted that you think he is, and that Elena does (if you're not lying about not being her.) You pretty much just proved the point that she thinks Mayo=Gerard and therefore she is writing porn about Mayo.
Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh! Not griffons again!
You're right, Dashie! arm the canon! It's party time!
Don't forget to pack the balloons. They're super easy to pack.
Okie dokie.
Pinkie Pie
Dashie,
Don't forget to fly by and pick up Granny Smith for Mayo.
Okie dokie.
Pinkie Pie
Good morning!
I always just came here for a laugh. There was never any way this was Gerard. Ever
Sure. You came here because you thought no differently to anyone else.
Stop harping on about her fic unless you can prove that Mayo=rockstar. You are making yourself look foolish.
Again with fanfic?
Elena's fanfic really doesn't have much to do with this blog except for the fact that most of lovelies were MCR fans at one time or another. If you want to critique or talk about her fanfic go to wherever it is posted in it's entirety.
you thought no differently to anyone else.
I just came for the food and drinks. I told you all that a long time ago. I met some great people while consuming, enjoyed the entertainment and ambiance and decided to stay.
-anyone else
Anyone else = Not 5:20 or 5:21. :)
Anyone else = I ♥ ponies ;)
Anyone else = not anyone who keeps bringing up elena's fanfic about any rockstar
Really I've heard enough about that to last a lifetime.
Maybe Anyone else = someone that thinks the ponies are bloggers/rockstars in disguise and have a crush on them.
Ponies when are you going to play a song for us?
Maybe their true motive is to protect the one they love(rockstar) against all the bad things in their mind (fic)
Eek!!!!! Could the ponies really be itty bitty rockstars????
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
x
Activating the anti hate shields.
Could this be Mayo??
6:05 made a big funny.
Mrs m must have taken that intimate shot.
Maybe Anyone else = someone that thinks the ponies are bloggers/rockstars in disguise and have a crush on them.
Nope and
Evening all.
Let's try that again.
Nope and.
I always pictured Mayo with a bandanna over his bald head.
Gosh, Mayo looks so cute and sexy! Doesn't look a day over....eighty!
Evening Welshie. You like the ponies don't you. I remember when you talked to Rainbow Dash and asked for cupcakes. Rainbow Dash graciously said that everypony could have a cupcake.
I know Elena and other anons liked Nightmare Moon's movie choices and commentary.
6:56 and 6:58,
You really need to get over this age discrimination thing you have. Just think about someone talking to you dad that way.
Is that where you got that picture? Is that daddy?
I bet that is their dad. I hope they get their looks from him. ;)
How did you guess 7:04???
X
You really need to get over this age discrimination thing you have.
And someone is anal retentive.
I can see the resemblance, 7:08.
I guess I'm very lucky to have his good genes passed on to me.
Yes your 7:10. It's not good to hold the shit in. Let it out.. Let it go. Get it over with and be done with it. I hear that there all lakes drying up all over the world that should be large enough to contain all your shit when you decide to let it go. :)
* you are
Yes I do like the ponies. They're cute and they make me larf.
I would hate to anywhere near that explosion when it happens. The worst part isn't even the smell. It's the fact that they still won't be able to move on from it. They'll be stuck drowning in their own shit forever. Horrible.
7:14 I know it's hard to accept your own faults, but you should start by admitting you tendencies to anal retentiveness.
You talking to yourself 7:21? Seems you are.
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"Yes your 7:10. It's not good to hold the shit in. Let it out.. Let it go."
Yes, let it go. In hundreds of thousands of words of really badly written porn about your Mary Sue self and a married rock star.
Just let all that shit go.
No. I'm talking to you 7:22 and any other anal retentive anons. Let it go. Move on. You'll feel better for a few minutes.
Who knows. Maybe a knight in shining armor will ride up on a pony and save you from drowning in your own shit. But, he can't do that until you let it all go and decide you are finally ready to move on.
You are becoming ridiculous by the minute. Now you are assuming everyone is Elena?
But the disparaging of those we love always alienates us from them to some extent. We must not touch our idols; the gilt comes off in our hands.
7:29 stop babbling on incoherently. There is nothing to move on about. I don't need a knight, I don't write fic and I am not Elena.
Human speech is like a cracked tin kettle, on which we hammer out tunes to make bears dance when we long to move the stars.
Those full of shit and unable to let go of past, drown in their own waste or are lost in wasted time.
Is there something seriously wrong with you that can't get off your chest so you need to come here and attack a specific person?
7:32,
I don't think you are Elena. Quite the contrary. I do think everyone needs to let the damn fanfic she wrote die and stop bringing it up.
Honestly, there are no famous people here. The famous people you constantly refer to are all happily married. Stop dragging the fic into it because it is irrelevant.
That fanfic was brought here for one reason and one reason only. To try to embarrass Elena.
She wasn't embarrassed. She writes fanfic about MCR. She's admitted it. Now move the fuck on about it.
I agree with you, I'm not the one bringing it up, nor have I ever been.
To be perfectly honest I think Elena should move on with her fanfic as well. There are younger more hip bands that should be fucked , fucked hard and fucked a plenty.
^in fanfic if that is your forte'
and IRL if they and you are single, ready, willing and able. Go for it.
Well that was a waste of time!
In the end we only regret the chances we didn't take, the relationships we were scared to have and the decisions we waited too long to make.
There comes a time in your life when you realise who matters, who doesn't, who never did and who always will. So don't worry about the people from your past, there's a reason they didn't make it to your future
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I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me.
I am not complaining, nor am I protesting either. It is sometimes advantageous to be unseen, although it is most often rather wearing on the nerves.
That fanfic was brought here for one reason and one reason only. To try to embarrass Elena.
She wasn't embarrassed. She writes fanfic about MCR. She's admitted it.
But seriously, did you read that shit? She should have been embarrassed.
Just speaking the truth.
^And just saying what everybody else thinks.
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Then don't whine about 9:43 & 44.
Today is TOO hot!
Then do something about it 9:43/44. Allow yourself to be seen. Take off the veil and come out from behind the curtain. You have nothing to real to lose and you shouldn't worry about losing anything less than real.
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Maybe you should read a bit more, 10:16?
Nah. I read more than enough. My Optometrist has told me that I've read too much for a lifetime already. He said it's caused a great strain on my eyes. He's recommended audio books for me.
He said he would hate to see my beautiful eyes covered with dark glasses to prevent further strain and loss of vision. I'm listening to him except for internet activity.
For the record, I don't think 9:43/44 was whining. I do think that they were expressing what they felt. Whether they used their own words or the words of another.
I sense that they feel unseen and unheaard. Hidden. Masked. Invisible. Unknown.
That makes me sad. So very sad to hear that any other good and decent human being feels that way.
yeah
There comes a time when you have to come out of hiding. Take off the mask. Stand there in all your glory and let the spotilght shine on who you really are.
No pretense. No mask. No lies.
Stand there naked and let the world take it or leave it.
Me. I could never leave anyone who has the courage to do that. To say here i am and fuck you if you don't like it.
Cheers, 12:36. Be who you are and say what you feel.
Those who matter don't mind, and those who mind don't matter
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Here I am, I write hundreds of pages of porn about real people, I put my daughter into the stories, and myself as a super hero, and I call the hero's wife (also a real person) a slut, whore, bitch and cunt.
Take it or leave it!
I think you're more put out by it than the actually people who are mentioned in it 12:51.
Someone should have said that to Dr. Who before he let Martha Jones go. What a fucking idiot that Dr. was. She was the best thing that ever happened to him. His match in intellect, curiosity, passion and spunk. And she would have never betrayed him. Loyal, honorable and brave. Dr. Who was a fucking idiot.
And while you're at it 12:51 why don't you go blast everyone who writes fic about them, cause there's lots more.
12:51,
Why don't you go discover a black hole and get lost in it? I mean you already seem to be lost in some vindictive sort of hate time warp.
You can't control people. If you're famous there's always going to be people that idolize you and may write fic about you, but it's not really about you because they don't know you, so the image they have of you is just a fantasy projection in writing.
I really have to wonder about 12:51. It seems to me that she has spent more time thinking about Elena's fanfic than Elena spent writing it.
If I were any of these people a) I wouldn't take it seriously and b) I wouldn't read it, for my own mental well-being.
Elena, word of advice: if you are going to write more fanfic next time use the Ikea catalog for some name inspiration. You might also prevent some of these silly people repeating themselves till they froth at the mouth.
I don't take any fanfiction seriously and I don't know anyone who does
I have had the misfortune of reading some fanfiction and most it made me sick. Most fanfics make the subjects sick.
Surprise. They don't want to be sliced and diced. Turned into incest victims or rapists. They don't want to be or need to be saved by fans. They don't like being portrayed as victims of any kind. They sure as hell don't want their loved ones and family members brought into any fans' sick fantasies.
Don't make them gay. Don't make them bi. Don't bring their family into your fic. Leave their personal lives alone. Leave their families alone.
Other than that write what you want.
Real person celebrity fan fiction just totally creeps me out. I'm just keeping it real here.
I wouldn't want that shit written about me, my boyfriend, my husband, my lover, my son, my daughter, my mom, my dad, my best friend or anyone I cared about.
Could you imagine reading that shit about a person you loved? It's totally disrespectful and disgusting IMO. I don't care who wrote it. It's disgusting and out of line.
How would someone feel if they came across something like that written about their daughter on the internet? I'm betting they wouldn't be happy about it.
If you don't want it written about you and your loved ones, don't write it about someone else and their loved ones. Celebrity or not.
Fuck yeah.
I would never read fanfic.
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If you don't want it written about you and your loved ones,
Since she included her daughter in her porn fantasies, I doubt she cares about that.
And some celebrities place disgusting lyrics and imagery in their songs to shock. No doubt that's what some people do with their fanfic.
I would never read fanfic because I know that people can go overboard with their fantasies.
Don't even bother giving me the but they put themselves out there to be sold bullshit.
Yes. They do put themselves out there to be sold. But guess what. You take yourselves out there and buy it.
In my world. In a world of fairness. The demander is equally as culpable as the supplier.
Personal responsibility has become the lost art of the new century. It's decay began in the last century and has been coddled and embraced in this one.
Sad. I fear the world is doomed.
You're not in their world 1:34. They have many advantages other people don't have and experience many disadvantages other people won't. That's the double-edged sword of fame.
You are writing from the perspective that everything should be fair, the real world doesn't run that way 1:39.
The good news is that it will take at least another 200 hundred years for all the it's not my fault, it's the other guys fault finger pointing, blame and plain old apathy to do us in. I'll be long dead by then and so will my children.
I guess my and your great grandchildren are just totally fucked. We should all be so proud for not being able to see past our own fences.
Do you really believe that in the past there was always this so-called personal responsibility? That people were model citizens? I don't. I think people were fixed in more rigid social roles. I believe there has always been been people that don't play by social mores but your knowledge of it has been amplified via technology.
No. I don't believe that all people have always taken personal responsibliity for their actions. I believe there have always been shitty people in this world who looked for scape goats and pointed at every one but themselves.
However, I also believe as time moved on more and more people became shitty. People started to feel entitled and become lazy. They stopped respecting hard work and labor and started looking down their noses at the laborers. They started blaming the ones who did the actual work instead of the ones who planned and ordered the shoddy work done.
The fruit does not fall from the base of a tree. It falls from the top.
Too many parents coddling their children and telling them that they are always right even when they are wrong.
Too many children not being taught social ethics and so called morals if you will.
Too many children being raised in the me generation instead of the us generation.
Too many children being told that they are the most special things in the world instead of being taught that every life is special.
Too much selfishness and too little thoughtfulness.
Too much me, me, me and I, I , I instead of you and us.
I don't understand how anyone can argue against personal responsibility. I really don't. O_o
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*lights candles and burns incense*
*cleanses blog of all negative, selfish, blame others energy*
Yuk and phooey!
There is nothing that has happened in your life that you are not at least partially to blame*. The sooner you accept that and take personal responsibility, the better for you.
*the exceptions are life and death. None of us have control of who or what is given life and when that life is taken.
Everything in between you do bare some responsibility for.
*squeeeeeeeeeee*
*squee squee squee squee squeeeeeee* :D
I take full responsibility for all that squeeeeeeeing!
And I'm going to happily squee some more because I'm in a happy squeeing mood!
*squeeee squeeeeeee squeeeeeeeeeeeee*
Fooey 2:47. You have no real idea if the people here are personally responsible in their own lives or not. You behave like you are some moral custodian. The fact is, the real world doesn't behave the way you want them to. They are just your personal views. I don't necessarily disagree with them, but try to be a bit more objective.
Herein lies the great delusion: that people must share the same opinion as you, or are they are BAD.
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