You know what's nice? When everyone that matters is happy. I may not be happy, but when I look around and all my friends are happy, its almost enough to get you through the day with a smile, you know. It never lasts, but its so nice while it's there, kind of like a full moon. You go outside and there it is up in...
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anitalife:
I don't think that's silly at all. 
They had class in a bar tonight, the amazing shrinking 18th century enlightment period lit class. We started with 20 and then there were 6. I hate bars. But hey, I like lit. Hazaa.
Did a good deed today. Friend wanted to come up and see me, We woud have ended up in bed, we both knew it; but she had a boyfriend. So I told her not to come see me despite wanting hto see her so much. I thought of this guys she was with, and how I woudl hope that no one would ever do that...
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liquid29:
It's better not to be the bastard, at least not for long. Eventually, you always pay for it.
[Edited on Apr 29, 2005 10:57PM]
[Edited on Apr 29, 2005 10:57PM]
You know, it's funny how when you are at your last string on the subject of human relations, someone comes to you for assistance. And you don't want to turn them away, because they themselves hang by a string; so you sum up all your faith and hope that you've put away and try to rekindle it in the service of another person. Then you...
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You ever get to that point where you don't even want to bother trying to meet people. Like every person you meet is just more shite than the last and you just start snearing at people when they greet you. I hate that. I wish I could still have all the hope I had a few years ago, but I'm losing it. Now, I keep...
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I tell you...there is one thing a man can do that a women cannot. I don't mean this in any kind of sexist way. A man can grown a beard...and let me tell you, sometimes that is divine. Now I'm not saying I would like women more if they could grow beards, far from it. But to grow a beard, to alter your appearance like...
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kosomot:
Piss on a wall standing up.
Doom is on his way. It's funny how you can set things in motion, knowing the eventual results, and still do it. Its like you almost don't believe it because you can't actually tangibly touch the doom...but then you do it, and everything is in motion. Then all you can do is wait and prepare. Prepare for it, be ready, look for opportunities to cheat...
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liquid29:
The trick is not to run, or hide, or try to cheat it. You sit and you wait it out. It's not easy, it's not fun, it's not anything short of Room 101. That's the worst part, too. It's yours, only yours, shaped by you and the experiences that have led to it. No one else can really help, they can only offer small ways to build that singular wall that only you can hold. Doom is terrible and strong, but impatient. It flickers in the wind like a firefly, here and gone again before it has registered in your eye. The real secret is to be able to withstand the brightness of that painful light. However brief it really is, it will seem like an eternity.
Tired.
I am the driver. I drive everywhere for everyone.
I guess that I like it, but sometimes I think I forget myself in it. Sitting there in that car, driving for hours by myself, through the night, music loud, I forget that I am anyone beyond the mind of a moving machine.
You know that moment, when the road is coming at you, and...
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I am the driver. I drive everywhere for everyone.
I guess that I like it, but sometimes I think I forget myself in it. Sitting there in that car, driving for hours by myself, through the night, music loud, I forget that I am anyone beyond the mind of a moving machine.
You know that moment, when the road is coming at you, and...
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...I suppose there isn't really a point so much as time to waste until you don't have to do anything anymore. If so, then life is a galatic test of patience...
There is something to be said of a good shoulder bag, a list of things to do, and a comfortable pair of shoes. At times, the simple feeling of use can be nearly as good as the love. But only nearly.
miss_magenta:
i'm not much for birthdays and you may not be either... but i hope you had a great one my friend.