Well today I managed to get out and do something, my brothers wife picked me up and we went and saw her younger brother at his last choir concert in high school, it was strange because the preformance was quite simaler to the first one of his I saw years ago while she was mine, that and the songs they had chosen brought back some fairly strong memories, I was barely able to keep my ex from noticing the tears. I dont dare let her see because I know how much it would hurt her to trigger those memories for her, Now I am going to go try to get some sleep so I can atteempt to be functional tomarrow, and hopefully I wont have the same dreams I've gotten every time those memories get dug up... damnit the past is over but I still cant get over her despite both the years and girls between then and now.
ohh well, i'll leave you with this that someone sent me while I was out tonight
An old man was sitting on a bench at the mall. A young man walked up to the bench and sat down. He had spiked hair in all different colors; Green, Red, Purple, Blue, and Yellow. The old man just stared and stared. Every time the young man looked, the old man was staring. The young man finally said sarcastically, "What's the matter old timer, never done anything wild in your life?" Without batting an eye, the old man replied, "Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock. I was wondering if you were my son."
A Life Destroyed
A life destroyed by random chance
And tortured by its circumstance
Banned forever from the one I love
Despite my pleading to the one above
My heart bleeding and filled by despair
My body crumbling in need of repair
Bound by choice to one that is gone
Constantly wishing for strength to go on
I will only be free after I die
Lays the beast that I must hide
Struggling daily to keep it within
Knowing the consequence if I dont win
Wondering where my path does lie
And always watching from deep inside
Chapter2.
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ohh well, i'll leave you with this that someone sent me while I was out tonight
An old man was sitting on a bench at the mall. A young man walked up to the bench and sat down. He had spiked hair in all different colors; Green, Red, Purple, Blue, and Yellow. The old man just stared and stared. Every time the young man looked, the old man was staring. The young man finally said sarcastically, "What's the matter old timer, never done anything wild in your life?" Without batting an eye, the old man replied, "Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock. I was wondering if you were my son."
A Life Destroyed
A life destroyed by random chance
And tortured by its circumstance
Banned forever from the one I love
Despite my pleading to the one above
My heart bleeding and filled by despair
My body crumbling in need of repair
Bound by choice to one that is gone
Constantly wishing for strength to go on
I will only be free after I die
Lays the beast that I must hide
Struggling daily to keep it within
Knowing the consequence if I dont win
Wondering where my path does lie
And always watching from deep inside
Chapter2.
My Webpage
storys and poems
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I kep meaning to ask you what it is you have....I have had Rheumatoid Arthritis since I was 11...It went into remission whilst in my rebellious teens (OR, It just could have been all the drugs...who knows?) However, Last year of Film school, it came and bit my ass so hard, and now I am back in braces and Painkillers...I also try and get out as much as possible by choice...But I also work too fuckin much on too many things, I just know I am killing myself...So don't do the same...cause as you know..IT HURTS!
(Seriously tho...I have been wondering fo quite awhile what your condition is, if you don't mind sharing...)
Ex's can be a pain ion the soul...Especially recent ones...I am sorry that a comment I made about your 'gal' came up a few comments ago...I didn't realize that you even had an ex, and for some reason, I hhonestly had it in my head that you did in fact have a special someone...I have alot of weird premonitions and shit...and find myself knowing a little too much about something sometimes...and well, I make comments, and the next thing you know...I am Hated and I am being tied to a Burning pyre...
Keep strong...Those swords look TOO comfortable...Stick with That strength, just be wise, something I am sure you can contend with ANYTIME!
(Hell, anyone that can go to recitals? MAN! You ARE one tough piece of leather...THAT would drive me into a straightjacket, which, as I travelled around with my sideshow second family for 10 years showed me how to get out of...But OUCH! Knocking your dislocated shoulder joint in HURTS! POINT: Everything does, but you still get out of a worse situation...Right?)
Take Care...
OOogaBOOoga....
Ummm... I dunno if I have the guts to outright be like "I want on"... maybe if I were under the influence. But hey, he and I are supposed to go for a beer one night... maybe I'll get the guts then!