I wish it to be gone. Far from whence it came. To be free of its confinds and the binds employed solely to tie me to it's parasitic being. Can I not just abandon it? Why does this prove so difficult? Am I not betraying you? Myself?

And in that instant, it was cast away forever, marking the rebirth of something not yet seen by these mortal eyes.

I have to lose 9 lbs :-( How?

It seems as if my livejournals have all pretained to both sorrow and angry frustration, not to mention more things under the more miserable category. I fear that I shall become a Poe of recent times. Not saying that my tounge is as eloquent not my brush smoother than that of the former, yet my writing has a certain conspicuous darkness about it. ( Read more... )

Last night, I may have succombed to myself a little more than I would like to. Rushing realizations sourrounded me and shrouded my clouded mind. The burning, incandescent heat of truth remains fervent on my mind even today. Though I feverishly strive to write whatever comes from the depths of my mind, I fear it is in vain, for the true revelations ( Read more... )

I realized something watching Sex In The City tonight with my sister; yes, I am secure enough with my masculinity and I love my sister so I beleive in spending quality time with her. Something done that made me think what would happen if I were in that position of quasi-important unimportance. Then again, one must think and hope for the worst; for ( Read more... )

Hahaha, I honestly don't know why I am acting like this...at the same time, I wouldn't trade the few, shortlived feelings for anything.

But one rope hangs in my leige, tarnished and rough, but still a means out. Sanity is easier maintained than re-aquired, this I have found out in the past few moments.Time becomes immeasurable, seconds are minutes, the sun refuses to set. A place of great alluring repugnancy holds me spellbound.Let me be. I try and strain to move, I am utterly ( Read more... )

I fell. Now I spiral downward with a glimmer.....of what? I don't know. I can't tell you for I know not of it myself. Knuckles are bruised from the solidarity of my beleifs. I push in vain, and all returns. I am in the sights of this geist. The torture proves amusing to both he and I, for one in the same are the two.Pressure and stress amass, ( Read more... )

Do you really think that you, of all people have it bad? You think that your problems outweigh the problems of others? I mean, seriously, you think that you have problems worse than I? At least I will admit my faults. I don't shroud them in secrecy. Sometimes you have to admit you're wrong, but one can only apologize but so many times. I say sorry ( Read more... )