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Drinking alone, sick to the bone
The Weepies - Riga Girls
Riga girls
Like to kiss
Make me wish
I was someone else
Riga girls I said...
Oh I wish I had someone
THE WEEPIES
So what to write here.
All my deep introspective shit already goes into dailystrength.org.
Maybe sometimes I am putting too much of myself in there because I was almost posting this:
GOT AN OLD GHOST LOCKED IN MY CLOSET
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Is this normal?
The closer I get to wanting to die
The more insensely I feel alive.
(I mean, normal for depressed people, of course).
I still need to get a mail back from somebody whom I also haven't seen on Yahoo for a while now.
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Alive today
How about some uplifting Dutch Pagan* folk music?
Omnia - Alive!
(Why won't embedding work?? Fay, how did you do this?)
Strong like the grass, Tall like a tree
Free like the wind, Eternally
Nothing to lose, Nothing to gain
Just run wyld, Again and again and again
Can you touch? (the root that feeds us)
Can you hear? (the words that I sing)
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And I? I learned nothing
Beginning alcoholism is a problem that tends to solve itself...
At some point in the month you run out of money and the cans you'll be stacking then don't contain beer but beets, tuna and kidney beans.
I'm starting to think they're right when they say all left-wingers have poor fiscal responsibility...
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A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H2o?
These damned children,
Don't they know how important it is to be able to read?
If they won't learn by themselves...
Be quiet honey, it's for your own good.
Waterboard your four-year-old
Waterboard your four-year-old
Waterboard your four-year-old
Waterboard your four-year-old
SUPPORT THE FUCKING TROOPS!!
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A feeble attempt at irrelevant poetry
I hold a flame in my hand
I know it’s just a tealight,
But-
It has meaning
I feel it has value
And let’s be honest.
A flame is never just a tealight.
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"240 weeks since latest entry"
Well, what do you know. Guessed my old password right at the first attempt and it's still all here, I never would have thought. Reading all this old shit back again... wow. The rusty, cobwebbed steel door to a vault of near-dead recollections is finally unsealed. The thunder of the hectically confused emotions of a human in becoming, emotions that ( Read more... ) -
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Yesterday I couldn't sleep, so today I decided the best remedy to not getting asleep is not going to sleep. I'm having my fitrst week of fieldwork in Oegstgeest, which means long days with often hard labour and early gathering time, but it's quite nice, I like it a lot ( Read more... )
