January 2012
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We’re all stories in the end.
November 2011
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September 2011
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August 2011
4 posts
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July 2011
4 posts
The only place nobody can invade is in your mind. Everything in there is safe, private, secure. It is a vault with no door and no password. Nobody can see the treasures inside unless consciously allowed. What will come of humanity when there is no where left to retreat where others cannot intrude?
Venting/Thoughts from a stressful day
What happens to people who are mediocre in every aspect? Do these people just melt into the mass of society, condemned to blend in until the day they die and never to be remembered? Is this lifestyle considered inferior simply because of a universal fear of living without recognition for the accomplishments that we’ve wasted a lifetime attempting to achieve?
Just because someone thinks...
Listen
And if we could float away Fly up to the surface and just start again And lift off before trouble Just erodes us in the rain
May 2011
3 posts
“We carry all these things inside that no one else can see. They hold us down like anchors, they drown us out at sea.”
“…everyone who wades through time eventually gets dragged out to sea by the undertow…”
April 2011
1 post
I had to find you Tell you I need you Tell you I’ve set you apart Tell me your secrets And ask me your questions Oh, let’s go back to the start Running in circles Coming up tails Heads on the science apart Nobody said it was easy It’s such a shame for us to part Nobody said it was easy No one ever said it would be this hard Oh take me back to the start
January 2011
3 posts
