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What a lucky Friday the 13th

zatard Jun 15, 2008 21:59

I continue to be speechless even two days after the fact. The words "amazing" and "orgasmic" come to mind but fall short of fully expressing the incredible spiritual mecca The Cure evoked in all of us. There was singing at the top of your lungs and dancing that was wild and free. The energy of the stadium was in harmony as every one let go to the ( Read more... )

the cure

Country Music makes me want to sing...wha-?

zatard May 17, 2008 10:31

I have been experiencing reoccurring dejavu. Here and there a conversation, a vision or something as simple as a feeling will trigger a sensation of recognition. I've come to enjoy the sudden realizations that I've been here before. As someone told me recently, and I tend to agree, dejavu is a sign that you're on the right path. How can I deny that ( Read more... )

Confessions of a Tiny Brain

zatard Feb 15, 2008 22:11

I can't avoid the inedible, that's understood, but why do I help push the cart up the hill? Self destruction is such a self loathing thing to do ( Read more... )

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Not quite there yet...

zatard Feb 01, 2008 21:26

Frustration stiffened the painful cries of my heart. Arthritis on a rainy day sometimes has you begging for death. The crushing sound of what feels to be my ribs and my breathing staggers. Tears ducts won't cry, but I just want to.

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OMG. OMG. OMG SHOCKLOAD

zatard Jan 24, 2008 20:39

OMG

I'm still a little breathless over all of it. Dee (My other-other half & soul mate) came to visit! ( Let me explain: Brief History )

Scattered

zatard Jan 10, 2008 22:55

My heart, too small to make a peep,
hums only to itself.
I feel.
I feel,
too much?
This roller coaster,
gruesome,
the bodies flapping in the wind,
lifeless limbs lingering.
Dying feels like a familiar sensation
and I am almost enjoying it's tight grasp.
The fatal grip,
my last,
relinquish(ed),
breath.
Breathe.

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I am illegal

zatard Jan 05, 2008 14:05

There are a few things that I don't disclose easily. Some are pleasures, some are vices, and some fall into either spectrum. Those are the most inconvenient; when you adopt a guilty pleasure.

Inspiration

zatard Dec 29, 2007 19:06

Art skin deep
( FINAAAALLY )

An early morning plea.

zatard Dec 25, 2007 03:12

I continue to torture myself with the memory that you loved me less. As convincing and passionate as your words sound today, yesterday still whispers off in the distance. I listen to it with a straining you have never strained before just so I can feel my sickness. It drives me mad to the point where I want to forget the discomfort at the back of ( Read more... )