cul-de-sac
this is the end.
it's been interesting.
*bow out*
i'm done.
i have nothing left to say. nothing left to do. nothing left to offer.
*if you ever did in the first place*
shut up.
assume the position.
snuff the candle of the worthless.
*light a candle for the sinners, set the world on fire*,
as mr manson said. back before he hit his mid-life crisis, or whatever the f*** compelled him to leave Dita for a toddler.
i don't want to be around anymore.
as radiohead said, "i'm a creep. i'm a weirdo. what the hell am i doing here? i don't belong here."
i don't belong here.
it's been interesting.
*bow out*
i'm done.
i have nothing left to say. nothing left to do. nothing left to offer.
*if you ever did in the first place*
shut up.
assume the position.
snuff the candle of the worthless.
*light a candle for the sinners, set the world on fire*,
as mr manson said. back before he hit his mid-life crisis, or whatever the f*** compelled him to leave Dita for a toddler.
i don't want to be around anymore.
as radiohead said, "i'm a creep. i'm a weirdo. what the hell am i doing here? i don't belong here."
i don't belong here.
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posted by morbidneko | 10:49 am
You are unique.
You are you.
Love yourself before you love another; only then can the love given be pure and the love received be true.
Each time we are broken against the rocks: a tide of never-ending trials and tribulations washes over us.
Life was created to train the faithful.
Faith in what?
In the vessel of continuance.
In the soul.
In yourself.
You are the right person in the right place at the right time.
future-matthew,
am i?
Only if you believe in yourself
Ag nee, man! Wat is dan nou fout?
is future_Matthew and the debaser the same person?
moenie worry ni, eoh, ek gan mar deur sulke fases en so aan. ek voel nou beter, mar...
can't blog when i'm happy, only when i'm depressed.
I doubt it... don't think he travels through these here parts anymore. I don't want to have to worry about you.
you don't have to worry about me, eoh.
it is never as bad as all that.
i may talk about suicide, but i doubt that id ever really do it. i have more options than that.
id rather be a bum, than a dead girl.
id rather live a poor nomadic life as a painter, than be a dead girl.
id rather elope, than be a dead girl. ^_^
there are always options.
something interesting - i read somewhere that people are more likely to kill themselves over money problems, than for love (eg. romeo and juliet) or boredom, or who knows what else.
sure, im trapped. but, my cage is comfortable.
go figure.
your kindness and caring warm my heart.
People kill themselves out of boredom?! Unlikely, perhaps, but still weird.
I think you're going to be alright, in the end. You've got some cunning and a whole lot of elegance. That'll take you places, if you allow it to.
i hope so, eoh.
^_^