...and if it was all a fantasy, I would be the idiot and deserve any suffering...we must take risks...we must suffer for better in the future...at least through learning from mistakes if nothing else...nothing is the end, everything is only the begining....I do feel bad, I dont feel happy now...but life wont stop...though all at once it seems odd ( Read more... )

...time is the enemy of all things living and lifeless, it will bring you closer only to tear you apart...time can produce amazing progress and accomplishment, and further embed the scars of failure and decay...but no matter how close you are, or how far you go..time will claim it all...it will bury your history and wipe you from the face of the ( Read more... )

I was in a city, San Francisco maybe or some familiar metropolis like city. I dont remember the time I had spent with her there but I remember I lost her somehow. I almost expected her to show up any second, in a way I was waiting. She never showed up, but rather a gift from her showed up instead. It was some type of small house mock up candle ( Read more... )

Perfection is a machine, or is it. I used to think the closer to emotionless, machine like indifference someone could come logically they are better off, or closer to perfection. By being indifferent and loveless you save yourself from the pain of life, relationships that fail, the passing of life, & endless frustrations and anxiety that come with ( Read more... )

( ...I took a glance to see my true self... )

....what is going on in the world right now,...things are happening I have no clue.....the truth is a voice that cannot be heard....kept in the dark...importance diminished....slightly worth remembering...dont forget to say no....dont forget to say bye...shivering frustrated ecstasy of secretive delight...because I love I hate....I am nobody.. ( Read more... )

...I'm gonna take you where your body will lie...I'm gonna take you there my friend....Im gonna show you where your life will end...Im gonna bring you here again...

...I cant breathe...ive fallen so hard.......I cant breathe....

I...I was...in that room...it would appear alone, but inside I felt not alone.....inside I felt whole, in an empty room....it was dark...except for the rainbow of light......the rainbow of light...as candle light...dim but for a shade of light......I spoke....freely....my words echoed in my mind, they met me back with a response...but not as echoes ( Read more... )

why does it seem so much like some sort of unreality...everytime our time is over, I wake up again to being alone with myself and my thoughts....work...the life Ive come to know and accept usually. It all seems like some dream or fantasy I entertain my mind with for a few hours once or twice a week if im lucky. I feel like I torture myself, but I ( Read more... )