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Five years have passed since my last big rant. LJ continues to thrive; that is all and well with me. I appreciate strong sites such as this one that support people and their constant desire to share their pains and pleasures with the rest of the world. We may need more of it lately ( Read more... ) -
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I never knew passing through walls of fire would burn so much. It is a trial I must bear, but it hurts me. Everyday I burn inside, knowing that tomarrow won't be much different. It is almost like a reflection of hell, but by God's grace it is only but a blink of what hell could be like. And yet I suffer and smolder through this narrow path as it ( Read more... ) -
*Gently strokes the glass, pressing his head against it, and peering inside.*
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So what do you do when you lie next to someone, holding them so close to you, the warmth of your bodies glowing under the sheets, and you feel so empty inside. How can I feel so lonely lying next to someone who is deeply in love with me? Why do I feel like the only one in the world if I'm the only one in her world ( Read more... ) -
Tremelo strings begin with your gesturing wrist..
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Flipping through old pages...
I once thought online journals/blogs to be pointless. Empty. What's the use? No one sees them unless you tell people about the presence of your journal, and even then the average friend couldn't care less what was in the journal ( Read more... ) -
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More broken promises.
So here counts (probably) the third entry that I've said "I'm coming back!" Truth is, I find it hard to come here and write (or type, rather) whatever means something to me at the moment. I have flames from time to time, but I end up calming down before I get to send my anger into cyberspace. Oh well, huh ( Read more... )