Feel like something’s always been wrong.
Love of life is hitting way too strong.
May be we were born too late. May be not born at all.
Lets try and cure your latest pains.
Prescribe the life that’s driving me insane.
Tragic turn of fatal flaws. My heart’s burnt to black.
Feel like the storms come to cut me down.
On the lash, it’s time to get the fuck out of town.
Attention spans a moment’s escape.
These escapes they come so small.
Tragic turns and curses the walls.
All the best learn to live life like a vampire.
And tell their stories to the campfire.
Doesn’t everybody know they gotta lose themselves once in a while?
Sleep all day just to kill time. Let the sun slide out of the sky.
Doesn’t everybody know?
I can feel it. Can’t you feel it now? Feels like stealing.
Come on lets start the healing. Gimme feeling.
Lachrymology
Through physical and mental pain we are given a great gift.
It is our choice to interepret it as such and apply the wisdom gained from it.
In the deepest depths of our gloom, hate, or utter chaos do we realize who we are. Are we
merely being coaxed or is this who we are?
Crying itself is
merely a catalyst for a change to good or to bad. It is the
mere result of feeling completely empty and lost.
I am borderline rambling.Alhamdulillah for the gift that has been given to me.
Alhamdulillah for the full functionality of my body and limbs and brain.
Alhamdulillah for not being forsaken by the people I know.
Alhamdulillah for not being forsaken by God.
Alhamdulillah for the pain I feel.
waka waka
WHAT'S TATERS PRECIOUS??
POTATOES POTATOES YRRRAAAAHAHHHHHHHH
WAKA WAKA POTATO NEGRO WAKA LAKA CHIPS CHIPS CHIPSSSSS
In love with tragedy
Burning in the corner is the only one
Who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep
That won't ever come
It's never over,
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over,
all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her...
It's never over,
All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter...
It's never over,
She's a tear that hangs inside my soul forever...
But maybe I'm just too young to keep good love
From going wrong
Oh... lover you should've come over...(Jeff Buckley - "Lover, You Should've Come Over")
I find myself drowning myself in this kind of crap at times like these.
Why does it seem that your average person is absolutely in love with tragedy and misery. We tend to avoid it, but when it comes to us we do not simply turn our backs on it. We embrace it. We nurture it while we believe it nurtures us.
I miss the comfort in being sad.(Nirvana - "Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle")
Eventually, in the deeper depths of gloom and misery do we realize it was not aiding us. We are no longer in control. And there is nothing to embrace or hold.
The only thing left is to turn to God. Usually, that will help more than anything...
She’ll always be what I can’t find
She’ll always be where I break down
She’ll always hide behind a star
I’ll always dream she can’t be far(Failure - "Another Space Song")
...but, at this point, the person is [self-] programmed to keep delving into the pain hoping for a way out. But as we know, one who dives into the sea can only find air going one way - back up.
My scope is completely diminished.
I don't even pray for myself.
I hope someone will pray for me, but I think it would be ridiculous to ask for it since I don't even do so myself.
Hmmm...did I just ask for it? Oh, what a sly devil I am!P.S. - I suggest checking out those songs if you listen to music.
I just want to differentiate between "true love" and "in love".
"In love" tends to be more superficial in nature. It results from such things as physical attraction, physical intimacy, recieving attention. It usually ends at the onset of marriage or soon after (where "true love" is assumed to replace it). Think of the phrase "the honeymoon is over".
"True love" transcends superficial facades. It's a connection of the heart and willingness to incorporate logic into the relationship. In fact, "true love" rarely clouds logic in the way that "in love" does.
I must say, the most dangerous thing I've ever been involved with in my life was being madly in love.
We have free will and control of our actions and decisions. Falling in love is not a choice, it is something destined.
It is out of our hands.
But we are still in control of our actions.
As the polls close like a casket
On truth devoured
Silent play in the shadow of power
A spectacle monopolized
The cameras eyes on choice disguised
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
Greater Israel
I kinda wish Israel would go ahead and take over the Arabian peninsula.
After being in a very involved yr long relationship with Yasmen, I'm heartbroken because she is forced to marry someone she is not at all interested in. Sure her love for me is probably the biggest barrier in which she doesn't want this man.
Maybe this is for the better?
Or maybe since we've been doing so much wrong, that we will be increased in wrong from here on out so that we may suffer for indulging in worldly pleasures.
