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telerock

Soul Searchin' every which a way...ay..ay....

Apr 21, 2004 09:24

Well I did as I usually do. I jump right into things when I feel the water temp is right. Thanks to all who responded to my pathetic plea for acceptance.(You know who you are.) Had a pretty great week so far, despite the small emo setback yesterday. Lonliness is a powerful thing. I'm not people-less mind you, just no one who I can relate to. I ( Read more... )

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the memo to blood and roses and ophelia moonstoneman_1 April 21 2004, 09:01:39 UTC

hey this is moonstone man and I am writing you to say you are right and I am the one they are talking about who is pretty fucked up right now. I have wrote a memo in regards to what I have done and it is there for everyone to read and understand i am just a person with some pretty big faults and that I am trying to change them....

moonstoneman_1 April 21 2004, 11:06:18 UTC

hey thanks for the hype man I really need some friends out there. My best friend is over in WA and is hardly on line very often so it is hard to communicate adult wise with anyone ( ... )

Glad to be of service.... telerock April 21 2004, 15:26:16 UTC

WOW! A combat medic. There's your answer to many questions. You get to see all of the bad stuff. Like what a rifle shell can really do to the inside of a body. Were you in D.S. or Iraq? Most people here in the states, don't see it first hand. Only stuff on T.V. They get de-sensitized. I have always thought military personell, especially ones that have actually seen combat casualties, were on a higher level. A few years ago, after my last divorce, I went through my mid-life thingy. Bought a Harly Roadking, and patched out with a outlaw biker gang. We were called the "Viet Nam Vets", although I was in the legacy club called the "Vetranos", now the "Legacy Vets. I heard it all from those guys, and considered myself lucky to have only lived through little skirmishes. I was on a Destroyer, out in the Med. All safe and comfy, while the Marines were being shot at and car bombed. We were the battle group that shot down the Lybian combat jets, when they wouldn't turn back after being warned several times for coming way too close. I saw the ( ... )