Moving day was stupid easy. We did it all in one load. Now the unpacking, but whatever, there is no rush for that. I hate my computer. For the last three weeks, it has given me nothing but grief, and I am ready to throw it out the window. I've scanned it for spyware copious amounts of times, but it always finds something new, and it makes my puter so slow. I've scanned it for viruses, and they can never be removed....AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Oh well, using this piece of shit now is just a testiment to my ever growing patience, I suppose.
Broken people lost on seperate paths. Souls in search of Divinity. I see them as they stumble through the light of hope. Spirits broken by lost enemies whom they once loved. In the depths of darkness, floating directionless in a sea of dispair. Living in my solitude I see them loose their faith and find it again in something else. I lay here in the dirt and moss covered filth, my arm broken over the stone alter of life, unforgiven for my caring darkness. The energies of existance flow into my mouth and into my soul. Energizing healing breath of the Earth itself. All of it taken away, but never given back. Broken earth, broken soul, never meant to fly with angel wings. I have crashed from my solace. Fallen from grace, I live disconnected from the souls I touch. Blood drips down from my eyes. Take it all away, if I touch it I will taint it, and inevitably destroy myself. End it all, the voices of people, souls, and spirits has left me a shell of delusional goodness, health and goodwill. They all see themselves as individually seperate, but they are all connected in what they CANNOT see. I am not.
Be back soon!
Oh well, using this piece of shit now is just a testiment to my ever growing patience, I suppose.
Broken people lost on seperate paths. Souls in search of Divinity. I see them as they stumble through the light of hope. Spirits broken by lost enemies whom they once loved. In the depths of darkness, floating directionless in a sea of dispair. Living in my solitude I see them loose their faith and find it again in something else. I lay here in the dirt and moss covered filth, my arm broken over the stone alter of life, unforgiven for my caring darkness. The energies of existance flow into my mouth and into my soul. Energizing healing breath of the Earth itself. All of it taken away, but never given back. Broken earth, broken soul, never meant to fly with angel wings. I have crashed from my solace. Fallen from grace, I live disconnected from the souls I touch. Blood drips down from my eyes. Take it all away, if I touch it I will taint it, and inevitably destroy myself. End it all, the voices of people, souls, and spirits has left me a shell of delusional goodness, health and goodwill. They all see themselves as individually seperate, but they are all connected in what they CANNOT see. I am not.
Be back soon!
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sic03k:
That's cool....but the thing i'm worried about is that if we make it official and then my suspisions are right and I just want to be her friend and she gets heartbroken or something, bye the way, i don't think of myself as a big pimp or nothing, so i'm not being arrogent...it's just we have this flirty friendship already and we act like we're boyfriend/girlfriend but it's not something that's ever been brought out in the open, plus we have sex and it's great by the way...sorry if that was too much info , but that makes it more complicated. I wish we could just stay friends like we are but all these things are making it complicated with how close and affectionate we are and i'm just worried about how it's gonna end, cause I can't honestly see us being together in an official relationship long term, I honestly don't know what i want in a "girlfriend" ok i'm rambling, if you understood any of that please let me know, cause i lost it at about "That's cool.."
sic03k:
i didn't bore you did i?