Denial.

[teddythompson]

Sometimes I wonder if I have some sort of malfunction where I need affection all the time. Then of course, most of my time, I want to be alone. I never really want to be alone, and then I wonder if there is some sort of balance of the two. Hold me, but don’t touch me? Love me and need me, but don’t call me? That’s far from how I am, but its

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[anonymous]

For pleasure and passion you play the price
Sadness the name of the spike that took me
I'll make that's all.

[teddythompson]

fred and ginger are too sentimental, crying in shame
I don't want to be forgotten

[anonymous]

Riding on my very last chance
Then the clouds will open for me
Gonna meet my Jesus Christ

[teddythompson]

human voices like a drum
and they're looking right through me
scatter the ashes one more time for me

[adam_rickitt]

I wish I was there, Teddy. But I'll be there soon. ::hugs::

[teddythompson]

I wish you were here too.

[c_carpenter]

I think this is the part where I fumble around about what to say and whether or not to even say it because we barely know each other, though I'm sure you've heard some interesting things about me and vice versa.

And then right around now, I'll tell you that even if you were a complete stranger I always was the type to take in stray cats and never let it be said that I have no compassion.

I don't have any answers. I've fucked up and been fucked over this big, though and so I've got the scars. At some point we should compare.

[insert profound and healing words of wisdom here]

If you need anything and you feel compelled to speak to an almost complete stranger, then I guess I'll be that woman.

Chin up, Teddy. Chin up.

[teddythompson]

I'm sure you've heard some interesting things about me
That I have. I have this rule though, mostly because I know how it is to have to deal with the whispered hushes surrounding you when you feel like the innocent or scorned one. Anyhow, the rule is, don't judge people or hold anything against someone else unless they have personally done it to you.

Comparing scars? Sounds like a date. I'm sure we would be there for hours. Beautiful hours, though.

Next time I see you around, we'll talk, alright?

Thank you for your concern. It can be refreshing to see a new face carry such compassion especially when they aren't involved in your life or the situation.

[c_carpenter]

beautiful hours
Yes, beautiful indeed. Honestly, I think scars are best compared over a bottle and a full carton of cigarettes. When you get to LA, or when I get to NY, or maybe we'll just leave it at when we are in the same city, I will have my people call your people and we'll set something up.

My "people" are really just me with a different voice and an accent masquerading as my assistant. Either way, "she"'ll call you.

And yes, when I see you around again we will talk. You are on my buddy list but I just never feel like I have anything worth saying to you. I guess it comes from my great admiration for your music.

Some call it compassion personally I think it's just humanity.

This entire comment said absolutely nothing.

[teddythompson]

I think scars are best compared over a bottle and a full carton of cigarettes
I definitely agree.

I never seem to be in the same city (or even close to it) as the people I want to see. Its hard when you barely have enough cash to buy a pack of cigarettes and you want to fly across the ocean. I should be getting some royalty checks soon, that should help.

I'll be on soon.

[tony_lucca]

beautiful minds shouldn't cross sadness with deep thoughts. they'll just sit and stir and wait to come out again and again and again... a never ending cycle of confusion and bitterness regarding situations that cannot be changed. i think i know exactly where you're at, and that's all i know to say.

if you're ever around la, i'll buy you a drink.

[teddythompson]

My deep thoughts are always of sadness. Maybe every now and then I'll contemplate the world, and the people around me, but as always, it ends in tragidy... even in the fantasy part of my mind. Its sort of like a sad opera with no defined beginning or end. Begins tragic and ends even more tragic, doused with some happy times in the center. It plays over and over again.

I just need to realise this is how it is, and this is probably how it will stay. Acceptance?

I try to avoid LA but I have been wanting that drink with you for a while. Interested in coming to London, maybe?

[tony_lucca]

actually i'll be in florida for most of the month - do you have any qualms with the sunshine state? if so, then yeah i'll go, you'll just have to wait a little bit longer.

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[teddythompson]

It seems as if I am going to be in Miami March 7th. How does that work with you?

[zeta_jones]

Despair.
It is always darkest before the dawn.
Joy

Falling.
We are all here to catch you.
Floating

Need.
Confide in me, and it is yours.
Fulfilled

Want.
Again, only say the word.
Satiated

Hate.
The flipside to love. Its presence in your life tells me that you are still alive and one day will love again. Keep hope.
Love

Alone.
You are never alone
Friend

Alone.
Let me be your solace
Surrounded

[teddythompson]

It is always darkest before the dawn.
Who is to say the dawn will ever come?
Doubts

We are all here to catch you.
I pulled away my own safety net before I even made the jump.
Naivety

Confide in me, and it is yours.
Broken things can't open as easily as they once did. The glue beneath the cracks keep them shut.
Fear

Again, only say the word.
I've said it too many times before.
Fatigue

The flipside to love.
Only a coin glued to the ground.
Uncertainty

You are never alone
I always feel alone... even in the warmest arms.
Numb

Let me be your solace
Sometimes comfort can only remind me of what I once had.
Yearning