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If you truly love someone, then the only thing you want for them is to be happy. Even if its not with you. The time I was with you was the happiest I've been in a long time. That's part of the reason it's so hard to get over you and move on, because you were such a significant part of my life and the thought of losing you killed me. Now, I feel like I'm never going to be happy again, at least not as happy as I was with you.
To tell you the truth, I would give anything to get back that time, even go through the hurt again. Recently we have mourned the passing of a beloved old friend, Mr. Common Sense. Sense had been with us for many years.
No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such value lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain,why the early bird gets the worm and that life isn't always fair. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies don't spend more than you earn and reliable parenting strategies adults, not kids, are in charge. His health began to rapidly deteriorate when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.
Reports of a six-year-old boy; charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.
Sense declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer aspirin to a student;but, could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion. Finally, Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.
Common Sense finally gave up the ghost after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot, she spilled a bit in her lap, and was awarded a huge settlement. Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust, his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility;and his son, Reason. He is survived by two stepbrothers; My Rights and Ima Whiner. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. One of the worst feelings in the world is knowing that special someone is still in your heart..
One day i'm just going to break I know how it feels to be on the edge of your bed, your head buried in your hands, wishing everything would end. I still turn my head whenever I hear your name When tears started falling He said: What's wrong?
She said: I don't know the word for it. He said: I'll help. She said: What's another word for sad, but not depressed He said: You're in love. I can't play these little games anymore. When all the while..
One night the moOn wisperd to her. The whole class was silent But I quickly went through the door Tears started streaming out I couldn't take it anymore. It's so hard to dry your tears When everytime you turn around There's another reason to cry. A pill to make you numb A pill to make you dumb A pill to make you anybody else But all the drugs in this world won't save her from herself.
Fucking coward Does it make you feel Big and strong to watch her Cry out and bleed. I still love you, really I do, but why did you have to look at her with the same beautiful eyes you used to look at me with? I wish i could find the perfect lyrics To the perfect song, to explain just how Perfect you are. But i cant. She wouldn't let him hold her like before She says they're drifting apart She'd just rather push him away Instead of dealing with her heart And if you saw her You could tell something's wrong But she says she's better off after all.
So write me some love letters So I can keep every single one Of them and read them when I'm lonely. She felt far from okay but sometimes the biggest lies slip out easier than the truth.. Speak to me, tell me something so typical A lullaby or something miserable That will keep me up all night. A girl forces herself to throwup - to feel a sense of control ,, while another does cocaine for that same reason. I stole your heart ripped it out and smashed it on the floor you have no need for such a useless thing broken , forever more.
Burn these words from our lips. Cause i am barely breathing and i cant find the air. Like a child having nightmares I will run , run into your arms I'll give you all my cares and This world will do me no more harm. In spite of everything that i has happened i still believe people are really good at heart. Truth is. I wanna be over you. But whenver I see you , it doesnt work. To those who have pushed me, thank you.
Without you, I wouldn't have fallen. To those who have laughed at me, thank you. Without you, I wouldn't have cried.
To those who just couldn't love me, thank you. Without you, I wouldn't have known real love. To those of you who hurt my feelings, thank you. Without you, I wouldn't have felt them. To those of you who left me lonely, thank you.
Without you, I wouldn't have discovered myself. But, to those who thought I couldn't do it, it is to you I thank the most because without you, I wouldn't have tried. Even though 'I've stopped liking you' , every time someone mentions your name, my head turns right towards them. I'm soo flippin lucky to have best friends like you.
Promises are just lies with pretty ribbons tied to them. So slice open my veins and let the romance bleed away. I carved your name into this bullet so everyone would know you were the last thing going threw my head. This is where you and me mean nothing more then a crossed out heart carved into a tree in my backyard. I don't want make-out. I don't want do what you do. My boyfriend is my best friend with a fancy title. Love is not like anything, especially a fucking knife.
I just want you to know who I am.. The black tears fall from her eyes.. Love him for who he was. Or be sad because he changed. Attention center stage we got a suicidal star. Another tragic case no more than a broken heart. Shes fed up with the way people treat her she looks up to the sky and screams enough is enough she falls to her knees and says goodbye to her life, to everything she once loved.
BAD girl. The Scars , will last forever But nothing compares to the pain That put them there Inside my heart is breaking Outside my makeup may be flaking But my smile still stays on ;; The show must go on If it's meant to be, then it's worth it all. You know it's changing and it's breaking your heart. There's nothing you can do, except watch it fall apart. Think of how different it would be if you never met the one person who changed everything.
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that wer are powerful beyond measure. It is our light not our dark that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people don't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. Its not just in some of us; its in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsiously give other people the right to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. I'm just addin to it. I drift away to a place another kind of life take away the pain I create my paradise. This is a quote that my friend Hockey Temper showed to me and i Lovvvvee it. Just say that it's over , It's over and he's gone. Don't worry she said And he's not coming home. Walk slowly towards the light. She's calling and I'm falling down. She's crying and I am lying about last night.
She can't find a way to tell me and I can't find the air. Sit back and let him die slowly Don't cry. He didn't love you anyway. I'm outside of your window with my radio You are the only station You play the song I know You are the song I know. I'm OK with faking this.. I'll fake everything just to slip your kiss.
I hate the way your eyes can look into mine…. I think what Messes us up the -most- is that we All have a [[ p e r f e c t ]] picture Of how life [ should ] be So I'll stop and think that maybe You can learn to appreciate me But it all remains the same that You aren't ever going to change There's a part of me that wishes all my Dreams will come true and another Part of me that prays that I'll wake One morning and be over you.
It only hurts when I'm breathing. My heart only breaks when it's beating. My dreams only die when I'm dreaming. And sometimes, at night I wonder If there's anything worth living for if there's anyone out there living for me Too often we don't realize what we have until it's gone Too often we wait too late to say "I'm sorry. I see your face You were my only song worth living for.
Someone took that song and messed it all up, they messed around with the words and the beats and everything. I finally figured out that love is a song, with a beginning and an end, but no matter what, you keep on playing it, Over and Over and over again… I loved you because I saw the other half of me In your eyes.
I want to say misery I want to know you care I want to say I'm blind for seeing Something that wasn't there I should've been more trusting And listened to my heart Because you're the only one -i t' s t e a r i n g m e a p a r t-. I don't think you know how hard it is To think of you as " just a friend ". I'm staring at your photograph Remembering each moment you made me laugh I never thought it would end this way That I'd still be missing you to this very day. It isn't who you are to the world But who you are to me It's not what you can do But what you already have It isn't how many times I say " I love you " It's how much I really do.
There will always be your reflection In my long and saddened stream And there will always be a " you and me " As long as I can dream. If I had nothing else in this world except you I'd still have everything.
I could list one million things that I love about you But they would all come down to one -- I could never live without you If kisses were water I would give you the sea If hugs were the leaves I would give you a tree And if love was time I would give you eternity.
I break in two over you I break in two and each Piece of me dies And only you can give the breath of life But you don't see me You don't. When I hear someone's taking my place How could love be so thoughtless, so cruel When all that I did was for you. Now you don't Now you need me Now you don't. I'm not wishing anymore I'm not writing songs for you I sleep better in the dark I'm not doing anything for you. When I turn and walk away Abandon , it's not worth the effort When stalling means Too fucking scared to create.
Don't you ever think for one second that I will forget the reasons that I cried You are no more potent that the words that choke me. This is not a product And we're not in competition Waiting for the right time To strike a chord and your life.
As days go by, shed a tear I hate your face more than life I'll fake a smile for you, my dear So turn away. All my hopes and all of my dreams Everything falling in between Seems to me that the memories Mean more to you than they do to me.
Strip away vanity Just as you comsume me Broken smile, starless sky Save it all, Say goodbye. You're out in left field And lacking interest You fight the boredome But it makes no difference Your mental health kid That's what's in question Keep acting obscure We'll keep them guessing. You wake to suffer through the day Trade a dream for the pay Well here's the fact , I hope it sticks You're just alive out of habit.
Thanks again for my misery And you run with fake friends I'm sick of your sad songs and singalongs I kind of like it when things are wrong. The thing is I'm not worth the sorrow And if you come and Meet me tomorrow I will hold you down Fold you in Deep, deep, deep In the fiction we live.
You should have been here months ago With open arms and honest face. I'll bite, chew, swallow, and digest the hands that feed me With a bayonet for a tongue Swallow swords inadvertently And to the organ flame I'll maintain a close adjacency. Feels like you could kiss My imperfections away And I would stand by your side Until the sun turns the sky.
Nobody made you king of the world And I'm here to dethrone you So kiss the ring motherfucker It's my time to shine. So I say thank you for the scars And the guilt and the pain Every tear I've never cried Has sealed your fucking fate. What did you take me for, a fool?
Or were you just too blind to see That every effort made has failed And there is no destroying me. Now I'm driven to be ten times better than you think you are Piece my piece I've built my walls And burned the bridges down That lead back to people like you.
One can only feel desolate for so long Until one starts to change Into something the mirror doesn't recognize I metamorphasize. Will you still hold me When you see what I have done?
Will you still kiss me the same When you taste my victim's blood? So crimson and red I feel it flowing from your lips. If you go, then i'll forget you. I also never had a bath as a child with anyone on Xanga. If not, just re-read the above.
Xanga Likes: The … nope. The … um, no. Also, those who love themselves. Official Xanga Achievements: None. Go me! Awww … Damn, I should have kept that quote. I stayed when most other folk left for pastures new … I think that deserves some sort of recognition. I shall make myself a badge.
Or I did, once. Commenting Habit: I comment on most posts posted by folk I subscribe to. Protected Posting: I used to do it a bit more. Xanga Themes: Black on white or white on black always does it for me. Oh yes. Xanga Pulse: I have Facebook for that. Oh, and Twitter now, but I keep forgetting! Silly me. Xanga Plugz: I have no idea what Plugz is, pleaze. Xanga Hopes: I want all the groovy people to come back. There are only a limited number of groovy people left.
You used to be so good. You used to be so fine. My days were a blur of Xanga thought processes and flirtatious commenting with folk I had never met in Real Life. Blogging used to be for the cool kids, but now it seems to be for every Tom, Dick or Harry and, perhaps unfortunately, every Tom, Dick and Harry these days seems to be the sort of Tom, Dick or Harry who is exactly the same as every other Tom, Dick or Harry who thinks they have something interesting to add to the Great Big Blogosphere of Life.
I thought of something for Xanga Likes. I dreamt about the end of the world last night. This goes against my reasoning that dreams are less the by-product of my imagination and more the real lives of other folk. I had just been bitten on the arm when my alarm beeped frantically at me. It took me a while to get up, mainly because Tabatha was sitting on my head and it was all warm and cosy.
As today was a training day, we had a lady in to speak to us about stuff we already know. She has the job I want, minus the having to speak to large groups of people aspect. To do the sort of thing that she does, I would need to do some more studying, which is a frightening prospect. I graduated from university in following five years of study. Study back then involved copious amounts of alcohol, very late nights and flirting with random strangers.
I must speak to the lady who came in to speak to us about stuff we already know; I want her to assess me fully. I thought that I had a ridiculously feeble short term memory, but we did a test one of many that she does using numbers and it turns out that my very short term memory is excellent I scored where most people scored the average, which is , and only a very few tend to get beyond so I am officially labelling myself a Conundrum.
I have never been to the United States of America and I can count the number of American people I have spoken to — face-to-face — on one hand. My knowledge of the United States is plentiful. More recently, if I know it, I know it because of you, Oh American Reader on an American blogging site primarily used by American folk. Some of what I know is very mundane. I know that when you speak of that bum sitting on his fanny in the subway, you really mean that tramp sitting on his bum in the underground.
You went to elementary school, I went to primary school. You Thank, I Box. You drink in bars, I drink in pubs. You balance your checkbook, I balance my chequebook. You have a back yard, I have a back garden. Your uncle is Sam, my uncle is Bob. But some of what I know is very important. I know, for example, that you all own guns. Not only do you all own guns, but you all use them to hunt animals in mountains. Staying with the teenage theme, I know what kids on Band Camp get up to …. Everybody who lives in Queens is Hispanic.
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