It's colder than before.
The seasons took all they had come for.
Now winter dances here.
It seems so fitting, don't you think, to dress the ground in white and grey.

It's so quiet I can hear my hear my hands touching every second that I spent waiting for you.
Circumstances afford me no second chance to tell you how much I've missed you.

My ( Read more... )

[When I glance out of the window, I see a community prepared for a hurricane of change ( Read more... )

Munch.

Munch.

Munch.

Oh crispy-crunch.

Lick, lick, Lick...my candy stick.

I give you my affection and I give you my time
Trying to get a connection on the telephone line
You're so close but far away
I call you up all night and day

I give you my affection and I give you my time ( Read more... )

Whoever said friendships were supposed to be high-priority above all other neccessities in life, including relationships?

Man, were you fucking kidding with all of us?

Fucking hypocrites.It really makes me want to rip out certain people's throats when they critique me about my love life, but then once they have finally found the one they might ( Read more... )

Since I feel like I'm only really talking to myself and carrying on about my life in somewhat deep conversation and it's as if no one has taken their angular time to try and give me some feedback, I'm just going to be rather complacent with myself and post some thought-provoking quotes that I actually find to be quite true...but they really make ( Read more... )

"With or without religion, you would have good people doing good things and evil people doing evil things. But for good people to do evil things, that takes religion."-- Carey Goldberg. "Why Are We Here?" International Herald Tribune, Paris ed., no. 36,125; Monday, Apr. 26, 1999; p. 10

"Faith is believing in what you know ain't true." --Mark Twain ( Read more... )

Plastic passion is a hard to handle.
Plastic passion is a sold out scandal.
Plastic passion is the ladies lover.
Plastic passion is the marble mother.
Plastic passion is a diamond delight.
Plastic passion is the nadir of night.
Plastic passion is a hyoscine heart.
Plastic passion is a transparent tart.
Plastic passion is a gold guarantee.
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There's
beauty
in
the
breakdownOnce again, all of my apologies go out to the many good people who engage in browsing here ( Read more... )

Is it just my distorted opinion or are relationships bound to be corrupted from the very commencement? And this happens no matter the circumstance, even if it doesn't involve the actual lovers themselves but eventually offends outside influences ( Read more... )