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Post by KiddoFreak on Nov 10, 2005 22:25:25 GMT -5
okay, I'm feeling a little crummy right now, so I felt like trying something new. I wanted to make a thread with random stuff... with one exception. Post things that makes sense. In other words, there is no real topic, but I want it to remain a discussion. So, Yagrum and Eboutafish, you guys aren't allowed.
I'll probably just post some stories, poems of mine on here every once in awhile. I dunno. For the time being I'll post all of my sigs-that-aren't gonna cut it. Just because. Feel free to do the same:
"Don't think of love as something great, it's all just assisted insanity."
"Another flash, another tear, another memory..."
"Our hearts ache with the knowledge; the knowledge of feeling alone."
"In the wind it floats like a feather: Nothing ever shall last; leaving me now unto the past. I say goodbye forever..."
"It takes alot not to cry sometimes, but then again, it takes a lot not to smile too. "
"Never again would I return, my love is gone, carried by the ocean, guided by the moon…"
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Post by Umbrafire on Nov 11, 2005 22:14:28 GMT -5
"Being in love is when you dont want to go to sleep because your reality is better than your dreams"
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Post by Lobstrosity on Nov 12, 2005 0:54:56 GMT -5
" 1-22.99-23-55.85_53_57-[190.23-52_25-39_ 8-[20.18_22-52.00-{151.96_3-58.93-23-20.18_ 5-4.00-19.00-8-37-55.85_47.87_ 63-50.94-140.12-14.01_19.00-16.00-93-28-105_232.04-{186.21,_ 22.99-7-157.25_150.36-39_ 26-37-53-55.85-54.94-66_22.99-38_ 74-9.01-26.98-71?
76-86_{28.09_81-[4.00-[186.21_ 14-[47.87-204.38-57_[47.87-25-55.85?"
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Post by Decieved by the Truth on Nov 13, 2005 15:04:25 GMT -5
" 1-22.99-23-55.85_53_57-[190.23-52_25-39_ 8-[20.18_22-52.00-{151.96_3-58.93-23-20.18_ 5-4.00-19.00-8-37-55.85_47.87_ 63-50.94-140.12-14.01_19.00-16.00-93-28-105_232.04-{186.21,_ 22.99-7-157.25_150.36-39_ 26-37-53-55.85-54.94-66_22.99-38_ 74-9.01-26.98-71? 76-86_{28.09_81-[4.00-[186.21_ 14-[47.87-204.38-57_[47.87-25-55.85?" [glow=red,2,300]yes, I must say that is quite profound. but what does it mean?[/glow]
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Post by Lobstrosity on Nov 13, 2005 20:32:48 GMT -5
*sigh*
Just a bit of my own reflections on my life, no need to worry about it.
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Post by Decieved by the Truth on Nov 14, 2005 3:51:23 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]ok. [/glow]
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Post by chica on Nov 22, 2005 21:51:23 GMT -5
i wish I were little again. none of this love crap getting in the way of things and bad memories...
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Post by Decieved by the Truth on Nov 24, 2005 5:33:34 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]i dont see why kids think people should treat them like adults, all responsible and mature, because most kids my age are not responsible, and not mature most of the time. if you want people to treat you with respect, act worthy of it.
yeah, thats my little dealy that I have been thinking about...
I WANT PIZZA HUT!!![/glow]
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Post by chica on Nov 24, 2005 16:29:27 GMT -5
ewwww pizza hut! icky! carbone's is much better
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Post by KiddoFreak on Nov 26, 2005 2:58:51 GMT -5
huzzar, a new mini-topic? well, I'm gonna write a story right now, I don't know how long it's going to be at the moment, since I havn't thought about it at all. Well, hopefully it'll be enjoyable, maybe it'll just suck. Whatever. _______________-
The wind always had a way of pestering me. Only it could turn a nice mild day into a bitter winter. I shoved my hands into my pockets as the gusts picked up strength. Truth be told, it wasn't the wind that was killing me, it was the waiting. She had promised to meet me here half and hour ago. Coincidentally, that was about when the wind started blowing. In my frustration, it was all I could do to keep from screaming and throwing kicks into the ground. This wasn't the first time I had been forgotten like this. She was just the only person that never seemed to care. At that moment, I decided I would wait five more minutes for her to show up, then I was leaving for home. The time passed slowly and the wind bit at my cheeks. The violent breeze turned the Sun's eye red as it sank low in the sky. For the final minute, I just stared at the clouds skirting across the crimson skies, reflecting the brilliance of the fading day light. The horizon finally pulled the last rays of light under itself, taking my hopes with it. Glancing at my watch, I realized I had actually been standing there for almost an hour. For some reason, I couldn't bring myself to just up and leave. For all that I knew, she was just running late and would come along just as I left. No matter what, I had to see her face once again. I made a promise to myself, then, I would never wait for her again - after this I was through with all this nonsense. I'd get over my obsession sooner or later and these meetings weren't helping that at all. Another few moments went by, and I desperately decided I would just walk towards her house - if I saw her coming than I would go and talk to her, if I didn't I would go home. The gravel under my feet crunched with each step. It felt almost like I was dying a little with each movement. My feet brought me to the road and helped me traverse it. I moved slowly so that I could trick myself into waiting just a bit longer. That's when I heard her. Serenity was calling to me. My ears piqued and my head snapped around in the direction of her voice. I could hardly hear it over the wind, and my eyes had become sore and watery in the cold. It took me a moment to make out the figure fast approaching me from down the street. It was her, sure enough, and my heart lept a little in my throat. Part of me loved just watching her get closer. "Hey, you havn't been out here too long, have you?" I loved hearing her voice, it was charming to my ears, even though I could only hear it over the chattering of her teeth as she stood there shivering. Her face was really something special - I had never seen one as beautiful as hers. The way her hair blew a little in the wind marveled me, everything about her was perfection. "Well? Have you been here long?" I realized that I had just been staring for the past few moments are quickly formulated a response. "Uh, nah, I've been outside for like twenty minutes, no big deal." "That's good," she chattered, "for a minute I thought that you may have been out here for an hour or so like you have been before." I just smiled. ________
Time found us back in her home, curled up on a sofa. Serenity's central air always died at the least opportune of times, and this cold afternoon was one of those times. I could hardly complain, though, I couldn't be much happier as we warmed each other's hands and sat under the same warm blanket. We talked to each other for awhile, but I wasn't paying much attention to the conversation. I felt like I was a million miles away from everything at that moment. The thresh hold of heaven, maybe. Much to my dissapointment however, it was time for me to go much too soon. We parted with a smile and future plans. We were to meet next week at the same time, same place as today. Of course I was willing. The weather man told me, that night, that the next week would be sunny and clear and warm. ______
Coincidentally, this was also the day the wind started up again. The sun was setting and night was rising. I checked my watch. I would wait another five minutes before going home, it had already been an hour after all. This was the last time I would wait, I told myself as the wind blew on by.
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Post by Lobstrosity on Nov 27, 2005 0:41:24 GMT -5
Good story. . .
I got this one quote here I thought up.
"Every thought I think brings more new thoughts to think, each more depressing than the thought I thought before it."
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Post by Niccolo on Nov 27, 2005 12:42:14 GMT -5
Yeah, thinking can be depressing. That's why our president chooses not to.
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Post by Lobstrosity on Nov 27, 2005 13:41:31 GMT -5
Oh, burn. That was mean though.
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Post by Azan on Nov 28, 2005 17:22:57 GMT -5
The truth hurts (I am a firm Bush hater, but I dont think he is stupid, or lacking in thought)
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Post by KiddoFreak on Nov 30, 2005 1:00:29 GMT -5
Broken Soliloquy
Underneath it all, tell me what you feel in your secret grove hidden from the path. Show me what's inside; break that stupid seal! Quit turning your back. You can be so cruel... Show me all your numbers, let me do the math stow that kind of pride; don't play me for the fool. This will all pass, please don't shove me aside again when black-robed reaper swings another swath I refuse to hide; we can't lose or win Don't make this a broken soliloquy because you mean much more than this to me...
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