I'm sure I came to a realization today
I realized I'm filling my life with bullshit to forget you
I cant forget you
I cant move on
I choose to occupy with worthlessness
just to forgive you
I was stuck in traffic and saw your face
tears fell like rivers
I saw you at your end
the last breathe you take
Its all sureal to me
I cant belive this.
With all the dancing cupcakes in my head
I still cant forget you
The love in your eyes took my breathe away
How many times I looked at you and thought life was too perfect
In my worse of worse I thought of you-before us-before you
I knew it wouldnt last forever-
so i'm filling a void of perfection to take up the spot you left
no perfection can be that perfect
I miss your face
the love in your eyes
the care that you gave
the love that we made
Wish I could find something to replace that
I watch you destroy yourself
Wish I could help
hope for the best
what good are hopes and wishes if you do nothing to change the circumstances
I talk to you mother
I speak with your cousin
When can I walk away with a clear heard
your married now
too good for her
but settled from desperation
shoulda been more patient
wish i coulda contained it
what good are coulda and shoulda's when its in the past?
I want someone to want me like you did
like you do
I want to be happy like i was with you
keep your picture on the wall
not to sure why
remember my happiness
hope for the future?
I'm sick of filling these voids
I'm sick of hoping for more.
It wasn't really worth it
I know you see that now
If I could take back the last 2 years
I woulda done so much more
I want you to be you
I want you to come back
what were you thinking
I've drank myself retarded
I cant take it anymore
I wish you were healthy again
I wish you were you again
What is MoJo (MoHo as I like to say it)Self-confidence, Self-assuredness. As in basis for belief in ones self in a situation.Good luck fetish / charm to bolster confidence.your sex appeal, the magic you posses over the opposite sex, the way you present yourself Your cool/style essence sexy, virile, appealing, invincible, in control-That often elusive quality that sets a person apart from everyone else
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Libra horoscope for Saturday, Aug 14 2010 by DailyHoroscope (http://bit.ly/DHmobile)
And this is my horoscope for tomorrow after I wrote the following words on restlessness...How fucking convenient...
Someone you have been thinking about could call you out of the blue, or you could bump into someone from your past. Either way, you will be happy to recapture some of the wonderful memories this person calls to mind. Nostalgia is on your mind lately anyway, and those feelings of longing for days gone by could indicate a need to get in touch with a particular person who surfaces in your mind from time to time. You have nothing to lose by reaching out to this person.
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Someone you have been thinking about could call you out of the blue, or you could bump into someone from your past. Either way, you will be happy to recapture some of the wonderful memories this person calls to mind. Nostalgia is on your mind lately anyway, and those feelings of longing for days gone by could indicate a need to get in touch with a particular person who surfaces in your mind from time to time. You have nothing to lose by reaching out to this person.
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Restless
I'm restless again...
.you've got that feeling creeping back in.
I hate this feeling. Uncontrol of myself.
You found the only crack in my armor
keep seeping yourself in
only at the most convenient times
You come and go
I'm unsure of what to do
I swallowed my pride and gave you my soul
Oh how lucky you are, thats something I'd never generally do
I've got to get back on track.
I was doin so good too.
I really don't want to feel like I have to hide about this again.
I need a release.
The workouts aren't doing their jobs anymore.
Drinking to forget instead of enjoyment.
Writing has begun to bore me.
Painting is hard with no thoughts or drive.
I can't sleep.
My skin is a mess from this stress.
The anxiety is back....yet again...
Constant torture-
-continuous thoughts of what I can't control or change-
-the waiting is unbearable.
I just wish I was sure of what this wait was for.
My life is on pause. To be continued.
Constant pressure.
I wish something would come along to occupy me.
Occupy and entertain my thoughts.
Nothing seems to work.
There must be a reason for this.
Fear of the future.
Forgiving the past.
Heavy on my shoulders.
I feel like someone is following me.
I shouldn't have to watch my back.
I know your ass is coming before I ever see you
I'm so completely sure this isn't normal.
I shouldn't feel like this.
My emotions are raging.
From one scale to the next.
Don't stand so close,
I might snap your neck.
It's not my fault
I cant control it.
I'm a total reckless mess.
How is this possible
I don't understand it.
It just isn't me to not be in control of it.
The pleasure and the pain inflicted over this.
I'm positive your part of my past.
Way back when,
before the brutality of this new world,
before the electronics, maybe before the shiny cars
before the slave hangings, before the oil on the shore.
I know you to well to not know that.
This is the only thing I am sure of.
Go back to your homeland
make a new life there
your to close for my comfort
you just cant stay here
I'll buy you a ticket
rent you a boat
you torture me
go far the fuck away
so I can get back to being me
I didnt sell my soul to the devil
this shit don't seem fair
I could totally pretend
pretend I never met your ass
If only you didnt scream my name
making sure I never forget your ass.
No chance of that happening
I can assure you of that.
You make my skin crawl
pupils dilate
nostrils flaring
my stomach gets upset
I break out in cold sweats
nerves start jumping
hands start shaking
Can't you see your unhealthy for me
I know you dont want to do that to me
I pretend you have the same symptoms
it makes me feel like we relate
Sometimes its not pretending
I can see it in your ......wait......
all that bobbin and weavin
and lookin over shoulders
the constant stares but so quick to look away
you damn well know I see you
the jittery hands and constant movement
the shine on your face
dilated pupils and ......
me knowing every move your going to make
go away
relieve me from my restlessness
keep your voice out of my armor
I dont want to wait until next Summer
I dont want to be your friend
not even your homey
dont even want to see you face
your not prepared for me
as much as I complain and wish you'd disappear
the only time my soul is alive is when you stand near me
so completely alive again, never thought that was possible
I'm aware of my life again
my feelings have been numbed from a disastrous life
your job is done here.....
so when's the next flight
Monday, August 9, 2010
Libra horoscope for Monday, Aug 9 2010 by DailyHoroscope (http://bit.ly/DHmobile)
You may be looking around for a four-leaf-clover, a star to wish upon, or a lucky horseshoe, but all you really need to succeed right now is determination and belief in yourself. A wonderful opportunity is unfolding in your life, Libra, but you may be feeling intimidated by it, and hoping that good luck alone will see you through. But you make your own luck, and you are certainly up to the task. Don't work yourself into a discouraged state by imagining how you might screw up. The only option is to believe you will succeed, and then succeed.
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Wednesday, August 4, 2010
The Dream - Cry *MyNewFavoriteSong**
This for my twitter page
For my twitter page
Ohh ohhh ohhh aiiii
Twitter page
Crying
Oh yea . Official
Mhmm girl you
You have done
Something to me I cant just lose
You got me handcuffed to your heart
And its true
I feel nothing unless i`m by you
Girllllll girlll
Something in my stomach starts to flicker when you are around
Something in my soul stars jumping whenever you come around
And I will never ever never ever never ever let you down no no
And I will never ever never ever never ever dissatisfy you i`ll only stand by you
So girl i`m putting these words in the air and hopefully when I wake up in the morning i`ve got faith that you`ll be right there
Cuss all the ones before told you they loved you ; but i`m telling you I really fucking love you girl
And all the ones before have told you you`re beautiful but I really think you`re fucking beautiful girl
And all the ones before said that they would take care of you but I really wanna take care of you girl
House , car , girl whatever
Just put me and you together
Want this so bad I don`t know why but i`m sure if you don`t have me
i`ll cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry
i`ll cry
Baby can you please listen to me?
I may not have the perfect life or big blue eyes
But what I got is deeper than the sea
Yeaaaa
But what I`m willing to give you
A million men in the world wouldn`t give you ; if they had it to give for free
Are you listening to me? (Are you listening to me?)
I can`t lie
You know you can have any man in the world
I can`t lie
You would really be doing me justice to be my girl
But don`t get it twisted
i`m a man in my own words
In time ; you will find out that I`m exactly what you deserve
Cuss all the ones before told you they loved you ; but i`m telling you I really fucking love you girl
And all the ones before have told you you`re beautiful but I really think you`re fucking beautiful girl
And all the ones before said that they would take care of you but I really wanna take care of you girl
House , car , girl whatever
Just put me and you together
Want this so bad and I don`t know why but i`m sure if you don`t have me
i`ll cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry
i`ll cry
I`m pretty sure that
I could see the water flowing down my face like a river
I`m pretty sure that
Everytime I think about it I just start to shiver
i`m pretty sure that
I will die on the stake if you don`t take me girl
i`m pretty sure that, i`m pretty sure that
Baby please have me in your world
Daa daa daaa
Want this so bad and I don`t know why but `im sure if you don`t have me
i`ll cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry
i`ll cry
Libra horoscope for Wednesday, Aug 4 2010 by DailyHoroscope (http://bit.ly/DHmobile)
Superman could leap tall buildings in a single bound, stop a forest fire by blowing it out, see through walls with his x-ray vision, and accomplish numerous other impressive feats. Yet even Superman had an Achilles heel. Kryptonite could render the man of steel down to a weak and helpless puddle of goo. You may have an adversary right now who probably seems as invincible as a superhero. But this person also has a weakness. Think about this person's habits and attractions, and you'll figure it out.
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Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
A Song Of Despair by Pablo Neruda
The memory of you emerges from the night around me.
The river mingles its stubborn lament with the sea.
Deserted like the dwarves at dawn.
It is the hour of departure, oh deserted one!
Cold flower heads are raining over my heart.
Oh pit of debris, fierce cave of the shipwrecked.
In you the wars and the flights accumulated.
From you the wings of the song birds rose.
You swallowed everything, like distance.
Like the sea, like time. In you everything sank!
It was the happy hour of assault and the kiss.
The hour of the spell that blazed like a lighthouse.
Pilot's dread, fury of blind driver,
turbulent drunkenness of love, in you everything sank!
In the childhood of mist my soul, winged and wounded.
Lost discoverer, in you everything sank!
You girdled sorrow, you clung to desire,
sadness stunned you, in you everything sank!
I made the wall of shadow draw back,
beyond desire and act, I walked on.
Oh flesh, my own flesh, woman whom I loved and lost,
I summon you in the moist hour, I raise my song to you.
Like a jar you housed infinite tenderness.
and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar.
There was the black solitude of the islands,
and there, woman of love, your arms took me in.
There was thirst and hunger, and you were the fruit.
There were grief and ruins, and you were the miracle.
Ah woman, I do not know how you could contain me
in the earth of your soul, in the cross of your arms!
How terrible and brief my desire was to you!
How difficult and drunken, how tensed and avid.
Cemetery of kisses, there is still fire in your tombs,
still the fruited boughs burn, pecked at by birds.
Oh the bitten mouth, oh the kissed limbs,
oh the hungering teeth, oh the entwined bodies.
Oh the mad coupling of hope and force
in which we merged and despaired.
And the tenderness, light as water and as flour.
And the word scarcely begun on the lips.
This was my destiny and in it was my voyage of my longing,
and in it my longing fell, in you everything sank!
Oh pit of debris, everything fell into you,
what sorrow did you not express, in what sorrow are you not drowned!
From billow to billow you still called and sang.
Standing like a sailor in the prow of a vessel.
You still flowered in songs, you still brike the currents.
Oh pit of debris, open and bitter well.
Pale blind diver, luckless slinger,
lost discoverer, in you everything sank!
It is the hour of departure, the hard cold hour
which the night fastens to all the timetables.
The rustling belt of the sea girdles the shore.
Cold stars heave up, black birds migrate.
Deserted like the wharves at dawn.
Only tremulous shadow twists in my hands.
Oh farther than everything. Oh farther than everything.
It is the hour of departure. Oh abandoned one!
The river mingles its stubborn lament with the sea.
Deserted like the dwarves at dawn.
It is the hour of departure, oh deserted one!
Cold flower heads are raining over my heart.
Oh pit of debris, fierce cave of the shipwrecked.
In you the wars and the flights accumulated.
From you the wings of the song birds rose.
You swallowed everything, like distance.
Like the sea, like time. In you everything sank!
It was the happy hour of assault and the kiss.
The hour of the spell that blazed like a lighthouse.
Pilot's dread, fury of blind driver,
turbulent drunkenness of love, in you everything sank!
In the childhood of mist my soul, winged and wounded.
Lost discoverer, in you everything sank!
You girdled sorrow, you clung to desire,
sadness stunned you, in you everything sank!
I made the wall of shadow draw back,
beyond desire and act, I walked on.
Oh flesh, my own flesh, woman whom I loved and lost,
I summon you in the moist hour, I raise my song to you.
Like a jar you housed infinite tenderness.
and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar.
There was the black solitude of the islands,
and there, woman of love, your arms took me in.
There was thirst and hunger, and you were the fruit.
There were grief and ruins, and you were the miracle.
Ah woman, I do not know how you could contain me
in the earth of your soul, in the cross of your arms!
How terrible and brief my desire was to you!
How difficult and drunken, how tensed and avid.
Cemetery of kisses, there is still fire in your tombs,
still the fruited boughs burn, pecked at by birds.
Oh the bitten mouth, oh the kissed limbs,
oh the hungering teeth, oh the entwined bodies.
Oh the mad coupling of hope and force
in which we merged and despaired.
And the tenderness, light as water and as flour.
And the word scarcely begun on the lips.
This was my destiny and in it was my voyage of my longing,
and in it my longing fell, in you everything sank!
Oh pit of debris, everything fell into you,
what sorrow did you not express, in what sorrow are you not drowned!
From billow to billow you still called and sang.
Standing like a sailor in the prow of a vessel.
You still flowered in songs, you still brike the currents.
Oh pit of debris, open and bitter well.
Pale blind diver, luckless slinger,
lost discoverer, in you everything sank!
It is the hour of departure, the hard cold hour
which the night fastens to all the timetables.
The rustling belt of the sea girdles the shore.
Cold stars heave up, black birds migrate.
Deserted like the wharves at dawn.
Only tremulous shadow twists in my hands.
Oh farther than everything. Oh farther than everything.
It is the hour of departure. Oh abandoned one!
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