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Saturday, 13 February 2010
There was a young boy
Every easter at school, he used to wear his bunny ears and pretend he was a bunny
he was a happy child, a...happy bunny
Many years later, he told this story to his friends who... laughed
but we all love him really
Solitude...
This happy bunny...
His life changed in secondary school , maybe it was growing into adulthood or.. maybe it was the rubbish school he went to but, things changed
For the worst he began to feel... somehow lonely...not such a happy bunny in some ways nicknames, of course, stuck, but people seemed to find differences in him
His thoughts...were so deep, so hard to read yet...always interesting, drawing you in
This make me remember...what changed.
Bah...I guess...You could really pinpoint it down to secondary.
Ahh...Not even a little celebration of my birthday...
Awaken old nightmares...stuff of dreams which never really end...
Twinke Twinke Little Star...He even went on to make a rather minor...upseting version,
Funny...it was then, when he changed that he discovered all about himself...his doubts, his worries...his hate...and his fears...the fact that no one cares for him...aside from himself
But most importantly...his talnets...
23:22
There was a young boy
Every easter at school, he used to wear his bunny ears and pretend he was a bunny
he was a happy child, a...happy bunny
Many years later, he told this story to his friends who... laughed
but we all love him really
Solitude...
This happy bunny...
His life changed in secondary school , maybe it was growing into adulthood or.. maybe it was the rubbish school he went to but, things changed
For the worst he began to feel... somehow lonely...not such a happy bunny in some ways nicknames, of course, stuck, but people seemed to find differences in him
His thoughts...were so deep, so hard to read yet...always interesting, drawing you in
This make me remember...what changed.
Bah...I guess...You could really pinpoint it down to secondary.
Awaken old nightmares...stuff of dreams which never really end...
Twinke Twinke Little Star...He even went on to make a rather minor...upseting version,
Funny...it was then, when he changed that he discovered all about himself...his doubts, his worries...his hate...and his fears
But most importantly...his talents
22:29
When was the last time you hugged me?
Could do with one....
I'm miles from where you are, I lay down on the cold ground and I,
I pray that something picks me up and sets me down in your warm arms....
17:46
...And yet you make all the effort...
Why? Do you really like him that much?
Hope dies last... (Hope is the last thing to be lost)
Lo ultimo que muere es la esperanza
15:55
Friday, 12 February 2010
Wow.
My Horoscope was something like..."you're starting to enjoy life again"
You could say that...but, I realised...
No matter how hard I try...I'm still in...-
Nevermind
I was correct...Same for dinner agian.
Actually....envious of your house. Tis amazing....Epic seems to be the only word suited
You was an amazing hostress...Thankyou very much <3 style="font-style: italic;">So many....thoughts...it hurts...I want a penesive.
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing, and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.
20:23
Thursday, 11 February 2010
Somewhere over the rainbow
way up high
in the land
that I heard of once
Once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow
skies are blue
and the dreams
that you dare to dream
really do come true
Someday I'll wish upon a star
and wake up
where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
away above the chimney tops
that's where you'll find me
Someday I'll wish upon a star
and wake up
where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
away above the chimney tops
that's where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow
skies are blue
and the dreams...that you dare to dream
really do come true
If happy little bluebirds fly
above the rainbow, why
Oh, why can't I?
way up high
in the land
that I heard of once
Once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow
skies are blue
and the dreams
that you dare to dream
really do come true
Someday I'll wish upon a star
and wake up
where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
away above the chimney tops
that's where you'll find me
Someday I'll wish upon a star
and wake up
where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
away above the chimney tops
that's where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow
skies are blue
and the dreams...that you dare to dream
really do come true
If happy little bluebirds fly
above the rainbow, why
Oh, why can't I?
21:47
- Home is behind, the world ahead.
- There are many paths to tread;
- Through shadow, to the edge of night,
- Until the stars are all alight.
- Mist and shadow, cloud and shade;
- All shall fade; all shall... fade.
19:19
Suicide is not a solution
But it remains an excellent option
After all...Suicide is self-expression.
19:09
Wednesday, 10 February 2010
Is that you on the bus?
Is that you on the train?
You wrote your number on my hand And it came off in the rain
Is that you on the train?
You wrote your number on my hand And it came off in the rain
22:00
Feeling rather lost in place
No one seems to understand my mind
And no...I don't want to explain it.
Anyone care to know what is it that troubles me on the inside?
Just that I feel lonely in my heart though everything seems to be right
I need to talk a walk... Take a walk... Join me...?
18:46
Feeling rather lost in place
No one seems to understand my mind
And no...I don't want to explain it.
Anyone care to know what is it that troubles me on the inside?
Just that I feel lonely in my heart though everything seems to be right
I need to talk a walk...
Talk a walk...
Join me...?
18:46
Tuesday, 9 February 2010
Broken...Smashed.Much like my heart...when people tell me you two would be great togther.
Funny thing is....We're not.
19:19
This compostion was for her birthday?
Evidently you love her...
I can hear it...in your own compostion.
It's obivous....just admit it!
I rather not.
I'm still trying my hardest not to like her.
15:28
Monday, 8 February 2010
"Hello Rabbit, is that you?" "Let's pretend it isn't", said Rabbit, "and see what happens."
"Good morning, Pooh Bear", said Eeyore gloomily.
"If it is a good morning", he said. "Which I doubt", said he.
19:39
Sunday, 7 February 2010
Despair and depression,
together they grow.
Hope shall meet hopeless
when there's nowhere to go.
Things just went wrong too many times.
La tristesse durera toujours.
The sadness will last forever...
How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand... there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep, that have taken hold.
Hope gives us wings but doesn't teach us how to fly....after all - Hope is the first step on a road to disappointment
14:10
I tire so of hearing people say,
Let things take their course.
Tomorrow is another day.
I do not need my freedom when I’m dead.
I cannot live on tomorrow’s bread.
Hope is definitely not the same thing as optimism - It is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out
We will all choose how we die eventually - either actively, through an advance directive, or by default, through the substituted judgment of others...
08:05