So I posted a blog a few weeks ago bitching about how little I hear back for all the praise I try to give you ladies. I do understand that you all have lives, jobs, etc.. I feel stupid for even typing this, yet I have to. So here it is... Best way I can say it. Be kind. Reply....
So I was officially scolded by an SG. I was deserving. I was told to know my place. Thanks ladies for caring!!!
So. I read all your blogs when I see you've posted. I comment when I feel like I have a good thought to contribute. You all are so interesting. I just want to say thank you to all of you. SG's, and hopefulls, friends, and soon to be friends. For your strength, courage, and bravery. You are kind of women I hope my nieces grow to be. I'm proud to know you all. Again, thank you
T.
T.
My tolerance for stupid people has come to an end.
The friends I have must make ammends.
For distractions, and misleading ideals.
None of them truely gets, how I feel.
So, if I am scared I will go to church.
Don't have my Daddy's credit card.
My seat at the bar my only support.
With beer in hand I face the world.
Every mistake I've made in life was for a girl!
So it continues.
My misadventures go on, and on!
Standing in front of th jukebox.
Looking for my song.
But it's not there.
I got no record deal.
Just struggling to get by for another year!
So thanks for listening.
I appreciate your ear.
I hope you will remember me.
Could you buy me a beer?
Cause the only way I'll get thru.
Is because of the kindness of people like you.
Yes, it's because of the kindness of people like you!
Erin go braugh!
A toast to you!
Good friends on a barstool.
Getting drunk, acting a fool!
You are the blessing, I've been searching for.
I'm thankful for you.
Now show me the door!
Because I'm wasted.
Can't drink anymore!
I'll see you next time.
And we will begin.
This whole thing over again.
The drinks will be on me this time.
Cause hopefully I'll be.
Working Behind my own bar you see!
Keep doing your thing.
Cause it keeps me happy.
No reason to cry.
Let's not get sappy.
We enjoy this life.
It's who we are.
Fuck people who look down on us.
Cause we work at a bar.
Our faces, make faces happy and bright.
If we drink to much, sometimes we fight.
But in the morning it is done.
All miss guided actions.
Burned away by the rising sun.
It's all because of the kindness of people like you!
Yes, it's all because of the kindness of people like you!
It's because of the kindness of people like you.
That I get to do the things that I do.
My past may be broken.
My history jaded.
But thanks to the alcohol.
The memories have faded.
So thanks for your kindness.
Your drinks, and your best.
I hope my face lingers, in the heart in your chest.
With each sip of your cocktail
I hope that you knew.
That the friend that you've made....
Is a friend that is true!
The friends I have must make ammends.
For distractions, and misleading ideals.
None of them truely gets, how I feel.
So, if I am scared I will go to church.
Don't have my Daddy's credit card.
My seat at the bar my only support.
With beer in hand I face the world.
Every mistake I've made in life was for a girl!
So it continues.
My misadventures go on, and on!
Standing in front of th jukebox.
Looking for my song.
But it's not there.
I got no record deal.
Just struggling to get by for another year!
So thanks for listening.
I appreciate your ear.
I hope you will remember me.
Could you buy me a beer?
Cause the only way I'll get thru.
Is because of the kindness of people like you.
Yes, it's because of the kindness of people like you!
Erin go braugh!
A toast to you!
Good friends on a barstool.
Getting drunk, acting a fool!
You are the blessing, I've been searching for.
I'm thankful for you.
Now show me the door!
Because I'm wasted.
Can't drink anymore!
I'll see you next time.
And we will begin.
This whole thing over again.
The drinks will be on me this time.
Cause hopefully I'll be.
Working Behind my own bar you see!
Keep doing your thing.
Cause it keeps me happy.
No reason to cry.
Let's not get sappy.
We enjoy this life.
It's who we are.
Fuck people who look down on us.
Cause we work at a bar.
Our faces, make faces happy and bright.
If we drink to much, sometimes we fight.
But in the morning it is done.
All miss guided actions.
Burned away by the rising sun.
It's all because of the kindness of people like you!
Yes, it's all because of the kindness of people like you!
It's because of the kindness of people like you.
That I get to do the things that I do.
My past may be broken.
My history jaded.
But thanks to the alcohol.
The memories have faded.
So thanks for your kindness.
Your drinks, and your best.
I hope my face lingers, in the heart in your chest.
With each sip of your cocktail
I hope that you knew.
That the friend that you've made....
Is a friend that is true!
To use words is a talent.
To use words is a priveledge.
To use words is a gift.
But too many people use words.
Too many people have the ability to use words!
They twist them, and turn them to give them meaning.
To give them creadence.
But words have power.
Words bring about pain.
Words bring about ideas.
Words will bring about our end!
Think about it my friend.
A word can bring about your life, your death.
Words are a contradiction.
Words bring about friction.
Death, and distruction have been brought upon us by words.
Language is a revalation.
Yet it breeds destruction!
I want my words to build!
Build up those who surround me.
Yet here I am with nothing.
Why do my words fall on deaf ears?
When all I want to say is clear.
You've been given a voice, and this is what use it for?
God help us all!
Our greatest hour is before the fall!
The creavis is lurking.
Just beyond our sight.
Must be why, I'll sleep in my car tonight.
God please help us!
Speaking with conviction breeds faith.
Faith implies trust.
But why do we trust?
T.V., and media have built their shrine.
Our childhood has been spent, at their hand.
On the radio is their subversive band.
Our rebelion fuels the monster.
Consumer culture gets stronger, and stronger.
Warpped is the tour, and so are our minds.
Lord bless us with clear minds.
So we may fill the time of our resignation.
With a new ability to understand!
THE NEW WORLD IS PLANNED!!!
FUCK ME!!!
To use words is a priveledge.
To use words is a gift.
But too many people use words.
Too many people have the ability to use words!
They twist them, and turn them to give them meaning.
To give them creadence.
But words have power.
Words bring about pain.
Words bring about ideas.
Words will bring about our end!
Think about it my friend.
A word can bring about your life, your death.
Words are a contradiction.
Words bring about friction.
Death, and distruction have been brought upon us by words.
Language is a revalation.
Yet it breeds destruction!
I want my words to build!
Build up those who surround me.
Yet here I am with nothing.
Why do my words fall on deaf ears?
When all I want to say is clear.
You've been given a voice, and this is what use it for?
God help us all!
Our greatest hour is before the fall!
The creavis is lurking.
Just beyond our sight.
Must be why, I'll sleep in my car tonight.
God please help us!
Speaking with conviction breeds faith.
Faith implies trust.
But why do we trust?
T.V., and media have built their shrine.
Our childhood has been spent, at their hand.
On the radio is their subversive band.
Our rebelion fuels the monster.
Consumer culture gets stronger, and stronger.
Warpped is the tour, and so are our minds.
Lord bless us with clear minds.
So we may fill the time of our resignation.
With a new ability to understand!
THE NEW WORLD IS PLANNED!!!
FUCK ME!!!
A kiss unexpected.
A fondness so wanted.
A woman unworthy of....
Yet she said yes.
Yes, she said yes!
Not with words, or a look.
Not with a letter, or a book.
But with a consicrated, and universal truth.
Lips, oh yes, lips!
Her lips!
Those treasured lips!
Her dreampt of hips!
The sheets may be ruined.
But there's no misconstrueing, of my desire!
It is her, yes her, yes this angel!
This Godsend, this muse.
Yes it's this!
Immpossible to confuse.
Stop your immpossible humility.
Your beauty radiates.
You'd stop traffic.
If you walked on streets.
But you walk above us.
You are superhuman!
You are the woman of legend!
You are everyman's dream.
But most of all, you are my dream!
The woman to break me of my stupidity.
The woman whom I'd.
Whom I'd, Whom I'd, oh, whom I'd...
But I need you!
Yes, I need you!
So our original talk stands.
My heart is in your hands.
A fondness so wanted.
A woman unworthy of....
Yet she said yes.
Yes, she said yes!
Not with words, or a look.
Not with a letter, or a book.
But with a consicrated, and universal truth.
Lips, oh yes, lips!
Her lips!
Those treasured lips!
Her dreampt of hips!
The sheets may be ruined.
But there's no misconstrueing, of my desire!
It is her, yes her, yes this angel!
This Godsend, this muse.
Yes it's this!
Immpossible to confuse.
Stop your immpossible humility.
Your beauty radiates.
You'd stop traffic.
If you walked on streets.
But you walk above us.
You are superhuman!
You are the woman of legend!
You are everyman's dream.
But most of all, you are my dream!
The woman to break me of my stupidity.
The woman whom I'd.
Whom I'd, Whom I'd, oh, whom I'd...
But I need you!
Yes, I need you!
So our original talk stands.
My heart is in your hands.
Ever changing landscapesof fate.
Each turh, brings a new turn of events.
So reach deep, deep inside your mind.
Reac deep into your soul, reach deep.
Inside us all is a well.
A well of unending potential.
A spring, a fount, an endless supply.
Of what?
We don't know.
We may never know.
It takes true courage to look that deep.
To reach, that deep.
Are you that person you see in the mirror?
Or are you someone else?
To truely know, you've got to dig.
You've got to drill.
You have to stare down the barrel, and you have to embrace faith.
When I sayfaith, don't rush to religion.(unless you have to)
For it is not an outside faith I'm talking about.
I'm talking about going deep into yourself, andfaith in what's there.
There deep inside you.
For only trusting in yourself, will get you to where you can, reach deep.
I too struggle with that crisis.
That knowing, or not knowing.
But fear, that fear is unrelenting.
It is ingrained at the core of us all.
We are raised on it, bye it.
Fear can eat you up, and spit you out.
But it is in that fear incased core; that your well resides.
Your neverending supply of what you are, is there.
To reach that deep, to feel the rush, to feel the freedom.
That is what I strive for.
I believe, that is what I am alive for.
So I will reach deep; deep as I can, each and everyday!
Break thru the fear, as best I can.
For that may truely be the only way I know, who I am.
Yet who I am is also, who I was.
Who I was, but with all the tools I ever thought I needed.
Or the tools, I don't quite know how to use.
But I'd rather have it all, Then have nothing at all.
So reach deep, for you may gain it all.
You may gain understanding of self, or situations.
Of Love, and life.
The possibilities of one person are endless; as long as that person can conquer their fears.
Dig deep down to the depths of their being.
With the understanding, that they know nothing at all.
Until you reach deep you are stuck, in the shallow end.
Each turh, brings a new turn of events.
So reach deep, deep inside your mind.
Reac deep into your soul, reach deep.
Inside us all is a well.
A well of unending potential.
A spring, a fount, an endless supply.
Of what?
We don't know.
We may never know.
It takes true courage to look that deep.
To reach, that deep.
Are you that person you see in the mirror?
Or are you someone else?
To truely know, you've got to dig.
You've got to drill.
You have to stare down the barrel, and you have to embrace faith.
When I sayfaith, don't rush to religion.(unless you have to)
For it is not an outside faith I'm talking about.
I'm talking about going deep into yourself, andfaith in what's there.
There deep inside you.
For only trusting in yourself, will get you to where you can, reach deep.
I too struggle with that crisis.
That knowing, or not knowing.
But fear, that fear is unrelenting.
It is ingrained at the core of us all.
We are raised on it, bye it.
Fear can eat you up, and spit you out.
But it is in that fear incased core; that your well resides.
Your neverending supply of what you are, is there.
To reach that deep, to feel the rush, to feel the freedom.
That is what I strive for.
I believe, that is what I am alive for.
So I will reach deep; deep as I can, each and everyday!
Break thru the fear, as best I can.
For that may truely be the only way I know, who I am.
Yet who I am is also, who I was.
Who I was, but with all the tools I ever thought I needed.
Or the tools, I don't quite know how to use.
But I'd rather have it all, Then have nothing at all.
So reach deep, for you may gain it all.
You may gain understanding of self, or situations.
Of Love, and life.
The possibilities of one person are endless; as long as that person can conquer their fears.
Dig deep down to the depths of their being.
With the understanding, that they know nothing at all.
Until you reach deep you are stuck, in the shallow end.
Ok. So I've done all the things thos site has told me to do so that I may upload photos. However none of it's worked, and I'm getting error emails back saying that email address doesn't exist. It been 3 days now. Am I being too impatient? Probably.
Anyway, my insomnia was in all it's glory last night. But as they say every cloud has a.silver lining. I got to see that some of my SG friends are just not beautiful, and intelligent. They are talented artists, as well. Bob, and Vivid your art is so insane, sick, bad as fuck!!!! I am in awe of you both. I have two more reasons to make my self grab my tools, and to push to get better. Thank you both.
So hopefully, I will br able to post some of my art here soon, and maybe get some feed back, and critiques from all of my friends here.
Till then,
INSPIRE
Anyway, my insomnia was in all it's glory last night. But as they say every cloud has a.silver lining. I got to see that some of my SG friends are just not beautiful, and intelligent. They are talented artists, as well. Bob, and Vivid your art is so insane, sick, bad as fuck!!!! I am in awe of you both. I have two more reasons to make my self grab my tools, and to push to get better. Thank you both.
So hopefully, I will br able to post some of my art here soon, and maybe get some feed back, and critiques from all of my friends here.
Till then,
INSPIRE
