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Post by Halo on Aug 4, 2005 23:09:55 GMT -5
No nothing like that. But I like to buy stuff for my ladies Good to hear things are okay. But I wouldn't go overboard with they "buying for the ladies". It's just not necessary and will put you in debt. |
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Post by voiceofgod on Aug 5, 2005 8:43:47 GMT -5
No nothing like that. But I like to buy stuff for my ladies Good to hear things are okay. But I wouldn't go overboard with they "buying for the ladies". It's just not necessary and will put you in debt. So I am learning. Don't worry I'm not gonna go overboard anymore. Fuck what ya heard! hahah Holla! |
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Post by Demonic) 66Ty6 (Darkness on Aug 7, 2005 18:21:18 GMT -5
your wrong you will and this one sounds like shes more worth it but yea be careful though we are creatures of habbit and such try ur best  good luck THE CHARGE RUINS LIVES! |
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Post by Demonic) 66Ty6 (Darkness on Aug 8, 2005 7:31:16 GMT -5
The Charge
It burns, oh how it burns,
The scorching sound
of silence,
Screaming at me
constantly
every waking minute of my
Un-Euphoric,
Pieced together in the half awareness of a dream,
lame excuse for a life...
life more like a lie..f(our) time
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Post by voiceofgod on Aug 11, 2005 11:44:10 GMT -5
hahaha
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Post by Demonic) 66Ty6 (Darkness on Aug 11, 2005 17:36:35 GMT -5
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Post by TheAnomicSoul on Aug 12, 2005 2:57:41 GMT -5
Things don't always work out as planned
You may have something thought up perfectly in your head, Then life's harsh reality bites ya. People take you for a joke. You express feelings from your soul and they get passed over and overlooked. I wish this would work out as I want it to. But I know it wont. I have accepted that and I am moving on. Even though I still have this desire burning inside of me, Reality comes into play. You cannot push that aside. You can't lose yourself in your fantasy's. You cannot luxuriate and indulge yourself into what is a lie. Because sooner or later you wake up to the real world. And reality hits you hard after living in your self indulgence for so long. So let go, escape the aspirations of propaganda. Live in the reality, accept the pain and hurt you receive along this road. Take that hurt and pain, mutilate it to death and try to develop something extraordinary and wondrous out of it, because you never know. What you create from the pain of the world... Can be greater than the desire you craved for in the past.
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Post by voiceofgod on Aug 12, 2005 9:09:38 GMT -5
Fucking-A. That was awesome A-Soul. Really good write. Wow.
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Post by voiceofgod on Aug 12, 2005 9:21:20 GMT -5
Oh darling how I burn for you. Oh how my skin itches for this new disease. It's beautiful yet spiteful and hungry for disaster. I can not let this end on a whim. I must protect my investment at all cost. Life or death, Heaven or Hell, I must remain strong and let it grow free. I must keep it on a short leash, but still never control it. I must let the dog walk me and hope that I can hang on to the reigns while it pees on the tree. It's scary to imagine that this delicate balance is topling over the edge of a long dark hallway that is standing vertical. There is no confusion here, but the clarity is blocked by something other than my own self-destructive nature. I'm not sure what's keeping me from the truth, but when I find it I will kill it quickly and move on to something brighter. In the end, I suppose we all wait for the maggots to change and fly away. Ah sadness, blissful sadness.....protect me and let me enjoy the sweet.......if it ever does come.
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Post by SparrowsSoliloquy on Aug 12, 2005 14:12:04 GMT -5
 great job VOG:)
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Post by voiceofgod on Aug 13, 2005 13:09:51 GMT -5
great job VOG:) Mucho gracias. :-) |
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Post by TheAnomicSoul on Aug 23, 2005 20:01:20 GMT -5
It happend again. I feel I deserve this cause I did the same. I just didn't know it would hit me this hard. Imagning this is nothing like the reality of it. I was on top of the world. More than happy, I felt lucky. And now it's gone. I'm back to square one. I thought I'd get used to this but the pain is more real then ever before. Maybe I found new happiness in that situation. And now the happiness is tainted. I don't know where to go from here. I can't get the once happy images out of my head. They are poisoned by what I know now. Why does this feel new to me? When it is all I ever felt. This shouldint be new to me. I should know how this is by now. It feels like it never happend before. And the pain is more hurtful than ever before. Shit happens, Life goes on.
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Post by Halo on Aug 23, 2005 23:48:46 GMT -5
It happend again. I feel I deserve this cause I did the same. I just didn't know it would hit me this hard. Imagning this is nothing like the reality of it. I was on top of the world. More than happy, I felt lucky. And now it's gone. I'm back to square one. I thought I'd get used to this but the pain is more real then ever before. Maybe I found new happiness in that situation. And now the happiness is tainted. I don't know where to go from here. I can't get the once happy images out of my head. They are poisoned by what I know now. Why does this feel new to me? When it is all I ever felt. This shouldint be new to me. I should know how this is by now. It feels like it never happend before. And the pain is more hurtful than ever before. Shit happens, Life goes on. You'll get through this. I'll get through my pain. I have faith in you and I now have faith in me. Happiness will come. I know it. And we always have this board to come and let it all out. Lots of love to you. Hugs, Halo |
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Post by voiceofgod on Sept 22, 2005 9:23:43 GMT -5
Here we go again. The frosted flakes of these individual thoughts of decay are roasting comfortably on the outskirts of my lonely mind. I plan for the waves to wash away the cold inticing scent of another lover, but beyond my grasp of reason, fate it seems is working
slowly against me. There are times when we men must stand straight, look decent, and smell fresh, but this is not one of those sad, sadistic days. Today we must get our kilts and armor attached and pull the clubs and knives out of the closet. They are our skeletons, but
they protect us so we give them skin. The long blade I use still carries with it the memory of blood. It is a foul stench, but one that I know and I would be willing to wear it in honor. She is there on the otherside of the battle plain; a whole army in herself. I stand here with a million clones of myself and staring at her, we are all afraid. She is one and we are many, but we are greatly outnumbered. We know this is not a battle we can afford to suck defeat with but we are no match for her. The dinner bell rings and abruptly ends the solemn silence of everything I held dear. It is over in an instance. She spreads her wings and slices away every piece of my character and every inch of my soul.
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Post by voiceofgod on Sept 22, 2005 13:03:40 GMT -5
With the eyes of God, they look upon me like judges in a dusty courtroom. I am not ashamed to let this blood wash over me and diminish my ability to reason. I need not speak of my crimes. There is evidence enough to convict even on the slightest shadow of a doubt. I am guilty; okay fair enough. I'll admit defeat but I refuse to back down to the death penalty. Time again has pinned me against the wall and I am without an escape. The jury is laughing because secretly they know something I don't. That doesn't bother me as much as it should and for that I am scared. Why don't I care? Why am I ready for the guillotine? Why doesn't lethal injection frighten the very being that is me? Did I really slip that far down the noose not to notice the tolerance I've built up against the fear? I'm not sure where this kiddy fun house goes, but I am obviously along for the ride. Strap me in and be sure to keep your arms and legs hanging out the side so that we can slice them off and leave you helpless.
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great job VOG:)