I decided, randomly, to start blogging again. Just for the sake of getting my thoughts out there and for fun and cuz I enjoy it and haven't done that in a while. My bets are that once again I'll have maybe 3 readers at best & be talking to myself most of the time, which is what I excell at.
Warnings: I have terrible grammer, type like I talk, enjoy run-on sentances, and use "..." a lot.
This suffices as an intro, so for the rest of any posts I post, prepare to be either a) wierded out, 2) confused as hell, or c) deeply moved. C will never happen, so try a or b. I am aware that I said a-2-c, but the only other option was 1-b-3, so wtevs right?
I just found a bunch of random papers I wrote...rants/thoughts mostly. That's what happens when I clean my room. I get distracted (like now). Thought I'd just one or two of those up cuz they're funky.
The memories, those we love, those that haunt every living moment.
They all fade.
We beg them to leave,
We hope against hope that they never go away.
No matter of our wishes, they fade at will.
What was once burned into our ever-waking minds fades into the black hole we call oblivion.
That on which we spent countless restless nights in that much-dreaded, ever-longed for state when your best and worst memories intermingle with your closest fears & dearest wishes.
It all fades.
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Within every soul there is a demon & an angel at work.
She'll never leave you if you let her.
She'll drive a blade of ice into your very life-fire if you let her.
Turn your back, ignore her for one instant and your worst fears will become a reality.
Don't let curiosity overcome you-she'll catch you in her iron grasp & break every bone in your fragile body.
Never turn your back, never dare to not.
She'll spark a desire, if you let her, that was never there-was never meant to be.
Stay away from her.
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