"Summer Nights and Long Warm Days are Stolen as the Old Moon Falls"
it's funny..last night i felt i had something to talk about..but in between that time, sleeping, and now..it was lost.
maybe never to be seen again. let's hope not.
i read something last night, it was called "V for Vendetta" by a certain man named Alan Moore..and just like i knew it was going to be, it was good. and it was my inspiration to talk about what i wanted to talk about..but i'll be damned if i remember what it is now.
oh well, hopefully it will come to me.
you know you really love something when you dream about it..last night i dreamt about a library (yeah i know, i'm pretty darn lame)..i wa slooking for a book i've been wanting to check out for a while..and i'm not sure if i ever found it..oh why am i telling you? you don't care about this. i also dreamt of a certain someone..it was nice.
it might just be me..i might just be thinking crazy..but i feel like i'm hated by some people that i used to be good friends with..or at least i thought we were..i could have been wrong all this time. but we used to talk about alot of things..and alot..like most days out of the week...we used to laugh..and now it seems you are angry everytime you see me..like you hate the very sight of me..i don't get it..you start dating and all of a sudden i'm the bad guy. it hurts...i haven't done anything tha ti know of..and if i have i'd at least like to know. oh well...
it seems like if you do ask for something enough..and if you excert some patience in there..that you might just get it. it's amazing really..caught me off guard.
you ever feel like you just didn't fit in anywhere? i do alot. i don't get why though..even when i feel like i'm completely alone..i'm not..when i feel like i don't fit in..i do. what makes me feel these ways?
hopefully i can go to the Between the Buried and Me show..that would be nice.
i feel like i have something to say..but i just can't find the words to say them...frustrating really.
i've reached the seventh book in my series..i might have said that before..if i did..oh well..i'm mentioning it again.
first chapter into and one of the main characters died..i was like "what.the.fuck!"
i want to write..but i don't have anything i can write about right now..no inspiration. it's driving me insane.
you ever wonder if there are other places with life somewhere out there? i do, esp if it's true that space if ifinite...it would be foolish to beleive we are the only planet among possibly billions ans trillions and ifinite other planets, that we were the only one with life. we'll probably never find out in my life time. but i see that as a sort of double-edged sword situation..it's a blessing and a curse...it's true i may never know if there is..but since i don't know..it leaves it up to my imagination..which is a a beautiful thing.
i still need a new icon. jeez, i'm a slacker. where can i find some good ones? i'm too lazy to search right now.
oh well..i'm done for now. talk to you great people some other time. until next time.
"If I should be short on words
And long on things to say
Could you crawl into my world
And take me worlds away
Should I be beside myself
Never leave or stay
And I'm lost behind
In the words I'll never find
And I'm left behind
As the seasons roll on by"
maybe never to be seen again. let's hope not.
i read something last night, it was called "V for Vendetta" by a certain man named Alan Moore..and just like i knew it was going to be, it was good. and it was my inspiration to talk about what i wanted to talk about..but i'll be damned if i remember what it is now.
oh well, hopefully it will come to me.
you know you really love something when you dream about it..last night i dreamt about a library (yeah i know, i'm pretty darn lame)..i wa slooking for a book i've been wanting to check out for a while..and i'm not sure if i ever found it..oh why am i telling you? you don't care about this. i also dreamt of a certain someone..it was nice.
it might just be me..i might just be thinking crazy..but i feel like i'm hated by some people that i used to be good friends with..or at least i thought we were..i could have been wrong all this time. but we used to talk about alot of things..and alot..like most days out of the week...we used to laugh..and now it seems you are angry everytime you see me..like you hate the very sight of me..i don't get it..you start dating and all of a sudden i'm the bad guy. it hurts...i haven't done anything tha ti know of..and if i have i'd at least like to know. oh well...
it seems like if you do ask for something enough..and if you excert some patience in there..that you might just get it. it's amazing really..caught me off guard.
you ever feel like you just didn't fit in anywhere? i do alot. i don't get why though..even when i feel like i'm completely alone..i'm not..when i feel like i don't fit in..i do. what makes me feel these ways?
hopefully i can go to the Between the Buried and Me show..that would be nice.
i feel like i have something to say..but i just can't find the words to say them...frustrating really.
i've reached the seventh book in my series..i might have said that before..if i did..oh well..i'm mentioning it again.
first chapter into and one of the main characters died..i was like "what.the.fuck!"
i want to write..but i don't have anything i can write about right now..no inspiration. it's driving me insane.
you ever wonder if there are other places with life somewhere out there? i do, esp if it's true that space if ifinite...it would be foolish to beleive we are the only planet among possibly billions ans trillions and ifinite other planets, that we were the only one with life. we'll probably never find out in my life time. but i see that as a sort of double-edged sword situation..it's a blessing and a curse...it's true i may never know if there is..but since i don't know..it leaves it up to my imagination..which is a a beautiful thing.
i still need a new icon. jeez, i'm a slacker. where can i find some good ones? i'm too lazy to search right now.
oh well..i'm done for now. talk to you great people some other time. until next time.
"If I should be short on words
And long on things to say
Could you crawl into my world
And take me worlds away
Should I be beside myself
Never leave or stay
And I'm lost behind
In the words I'll never find
And I'm left behind
As the seasons roll on by"