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The flames of my anger flowed though me in fits and bouts of rage. The tormented soul that lied within me sweating to escape. There is nothing that could cool down the roaring lot of embers. Oh what beauty it would be to shout and scream out to the heavens all the tumult that is within and extinguish the flames.
» Posted By neen1794 On 03.05.2013 @ 5:03 pm
Cool beans, I’m f*!$%ing late for everything and I know it’s my own fault. I wish I could stop time, and find a way to be enthusiastic about stuff. I want to do well but don’t care enough to have the stamina and drive. -.-
» Posted By neen1794 On 01.27.2013 @ 9:42 pm
Music, whimsical… Did you know that musicians have more gray matter than non musicians, this also goes for people that know two or more languages. They have greater neuroplasticity.
» Posted By neen1794 On 01.23.2013 @ 6:19 pm
I want to go visit you, but I highly doubt that I will be accepted with open arms or even a smile on your face, neither genuine or fake. That comes to no surprise to me since, after all, we no longer speak.
» Posted By neen1794 On 01.21.2013 @ 11:45 am
I must pass my classes. I must do well, not for others but for myself. There is nothing stopping me but myself. Goodness this is so strange to write about but ’tis my train of thought for the day.
» Posted By neen1794 On 01.08.2013 @ 8:55 am
A barrel of monkeys!!!!!!!! Oh how I miss my barrel. All my monkey’s have disappeared. It saddens me.
» Posted By neen1794 On 01.02.2013 @ 10:11 am
I have not soiled myself, nor have I stained any part of my being. My soul is not pure and not white, but I cannot say it is unclean. I am simply sun kissed.
» Posted By neen1794 On 12.29.2012 @ 9:41 am
I want my negative thoughts to scatter. Just jumble up and gather themselves up and disappear. Why can’t that happen?
Why can’t I just be content with things?
» Posted By neen1794 On 12.21.2012 @ 11:33 am
What is sate? … Oh! like satiate. Ok. Oh how I would love to sate my thirst for love and to be loved. It’s never enough for my soul to be pleased and quenched. My mind is at peace but the arid-ness that remains in my heart is, uneasy.
» Posted By neen1794 On 12.19.2012 @ 1:50 pm
I am determined to do better. To do well. To excel. To achieve more than I had originally sought out for. I will do amazingly! Success! :D
» Posted By neen1794 On 12.13.2012 @ 9:13 am
Methods. Methods. Oh how many different methods there are for any given thing. Lets take happiness, oh the countless ways there are that would equate to happiness and each to their own thought and opinion on what it is to each of them.
» Posted By neen1794 On 12.09.2012 @ 10:52 pm
We sat on the roof pondering the new beginnings of our lives as we were on the top of the world. We gazed into the horizon and watched the sun light bounce off everything in our sights as it slowly disappeared into the earths caress. We sat, we spoke, we loved and soaked in the warmth of the sun and each other.
» Posted By neen1794 On 12.06.2012 @ 4:10 pm
I went to the local store… Ok, no. Local. What is near and afjacent to me, you could even say juxtaposed. There is nothing that is local and significant to me. Everything is too far from where I am. I hate it. I want to go somewhere where everything local is near me and of interest and signifucance to me. Please and thank you.
» Posted By neen1794 On 11.26.2012 @ 7:19 pm
I’m not an employee. I respond to no one. I work for my share and that is all. I am my own boss.
» Posted By neen1794 On 11.15.2012 @ 11:39 am
Measured is my time here, in your arms. Measured is the amount that I smoke each day. Measured is the amount of food that I eat and water that I drink. Measured are my days here. Do I know the increments? Do I know the time and place? No.
» Posted By neen1794 On 11.14.2012 @ 4:04 pm
I met somebody. Yeah and not just anyone, well, I guess you could say he was just anyone because I didn’t know him before I met him. He’s someone new and he was funny and cute and making out was pretty great. I love meeting new people.
» Posted By neen1794 On 11.12.2012 @ 12:01 pm
Let them be themselves. Let them be. Allow them to partake in their everyday debauchery and merriment. Let them be frivolous and wasteful if they wish. Let them be destructive. Just let them be. Let me be.
» Posted By neen1794 On 11.09.2012 @ 7:33 am
Oh to be taught and learned. I wish I could simply load my brain with the information and skills that I need, so as to avoid so much wasted time. Goodness, the amount of time that I waste is simply abominable. I wish I could, undo, rewind and fast forward so many moments in life (and slow some down as well).
» Posted By neen1794 On 11.06.2012 @ 4:14 pm
Ground… to be grounded, not in the way that a parent puts a child into penitence and has them under basic house arrest. No. Ground, to be grounded and of sound mind. To be wise and not confounded. Be of common sense.
» Posted By neen1794 On 11.05.2012 @ 4:29 pm
Oh goodness, what is my interest?? I have so many at the moment, I will call them wishes. I wish to be with him again, I wish to get over him, I wish to have fun again, I wish to be loved and wanted again and better, I wish so much and I am simply interested in being happy. Just the utterly contentedness that I had achieved before all this nonsense you caused me. I have not lost interest in you, I probably never will. But I wish to, because you have lost interest in me and do not deserve me. Those who have interest in me are the only that I am going to invest my time in. So go away now! Get out of my head and leave me be.
» Posted By neen1794 On 11.03.2012 @ 8:10 pm
I was raised to be an angel to act accordingly to what I was taught and what I saw those around me doing. But, those around me did not know that I saw more than what they showed me, that I saw beyond the smiles and kind perfected appearances. I saw the reality. I saw the pain, the torture and cruelty that hid behind their eyes, The torment within their souls.
» Posted By neen1794 On 10.18.2012 @ 1:06 pm
The entrance to my soul is not through my parts. If you want to be a part of me, you must fist hold on to me and become a part of what is me and my life, there is no easy way in. But there are simple steps you can take to win my heart.
» Posted By neen1794 On 10.17.2012 @ 1:49 pm
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I bury my head between my thighs and hope that this position isn’t breaking me. That the air doesn’t become trapped in my lungs as I remain folded. There is no crease that can be removed, no wrinkle stretched and made young again. Time has aged me from within.
» Posted By neen1794 On 10.15.2012 @ 1:40 pm