It's so easy....
May. 1st, 2002 03:13 amSystem Of A Down - [Chop Suey]--- Sometymes i think about sinking my fingers into the soft flesh at the base of someone's throat-- the underside of the Jaw line?-- and simply drinking the gushing flow... Sometymes? Heh... There literally is not a day that goes by that i don't think about it, once... And, despite your disgust, and the fact that some of you probably never want to speak to me again, it's not about anger or hatred... Sometymes it's hunger. Pure and simple. A raw need for Blood... That's all sometymes... But sometymes... Sometymes it's out of Love.
Moxy Früvous - [Misplaced]--- It's so easy, sometymes, for me to fall into rage, and angst, and disquiet with my surroundings. The people around me don't seem to get me, or to try, and those who do seem to be so very far away, most of the tyme. Flippant statements, and brash remarks, and they overlook what's right there, as they lament the loss or lack of whateverthefuck. And i'm sure i do it too. But i ask for people to point it out. But that's neither here, nor there. So fuck it.
i relish my distance from others, sometymes. It makes me still and quiet, within myself, if only for a tyme, and i can think and analyse, without distraction. And the only feeling, there is Cold. It's simple.
Jack Off Jill - [Cinnamon Spider]--- i don't wonder why i was made the way i am, or why i have the feelings i have, or any of that Surface introspective, anymore. i figured that out, a long tyme ago. i wonder, these days, if there's a point to continuing it all. i wonder, instead, why did i decide to ride this Handsome? (The Avalanches - [Frontier Psychiatrist]). My winamp has such a sick sense of humour. Anyway. There's only so much that saying "Hmm. What does this button do?" gets you, in the long run, and, given the nature of my personalities, through the ages, one would think that my spark would have thought the consequences of that little action out, just a tad bit better. But, like the Manifestation Lovers say, "There's a fine line and a big difference between Knowing the outcome, and Experiencing the Events."
So, i wait, and i go through this fucked up lonely piece of shit i call an existence. And one day i get to go back to the Nothing, and i get to not have to worry about Will i won't i, will you won't you, Would not could not would not could not Would not join the dance, any more, and that's pretty damn fine by me. (Hoobastank - [Crawling In The Dark]). Because, as it stands, every tyme i see something, it dances, all right. It dances very barely out of my grasp. Miles, or ages, or mental states, or emotional sets away. And that's ok.
Moxy Früvous - [River Valley]--- i mean, honestly, can we expect more? Some get great things in this life, and some get shit. i get shit, in certain things, but i've had by no means what is generally considered a "difficult" life. Emotionally troubling, perhaps. (Patsy Kline - [Crazy] Sick sense of humour). Mentally troubled, surely, but i've been well provided for. Money food shelter things to play with. All the essentials, i guess. So who am i to complain about the lack of something which it is most likely my fault that i don't have (or didn't keep), right now (back then)? Feh... i'm not at all depressed, or even really upset as i write this. i'm really only contemplating.
Presidents of the USA - [Lump]--- Well, i think i've used up my Bouncing Ideas quotient for the day. The next few days shall be... whatever they will be, i guess. i tried to finish that statement, definitively, and found that i couldn't do it with any Truth. Heh. Maybe some training of others is in Order. Get my mind off of the rick-rack and jibba-jabba. Heh... Fucked up winamp.... Fucked up.
Good Nytes. Good Days. Dream Well
Moxy Früvous - [Misplaced]--- It's so easy, sometymes, for me to fall into rage, and angst, and disquiet with my surroundings. The people around me don't seem to get me, or to try, and those who do seem to be so very far away, most of the tyme. Flippant statements, and brash remarks, and they overlook what's right there, as they lament the loss or lack of whateverthefuck. And i'm sure i do it too. But i ask for people to point it out. But that's neither here, nor there. So fuck it.
i relish my distance from others, sometymes. It makes me still and quiet, within myself, if only for a tyme, and i can think and analyse, without distraction. And the only feeling, there is Cold. It's simple.
Jack Off Jill - [Cinnamon Spider]--- i don't wonder why i was made the way i am, or why i have the feelings i have, or any of that Surface introspective, anymore. i figured that out, a long tyme ago. i wonder, these days, if there's a point to continuing it all. i wonder, instead, why did i decide to ride this Handsome? (The Avalanches - [Frontier Psychiatrist]). My winamp has such a sick sense of humour. Anyway. There's only so much that saying "Hmm. What does this button do?" gets you, in the long run, and, given the nature of my personalities, through the ages, one would think that my spark would have thought the consequences of that little action out, just a tad bit better. But, like the Manifestation Lovers say, "There's a fine line and a big difference between Knowing the outcome, and Experiencing the Events."
So, i wait, and i go through this fucked up lonely piece of shit i call an existence. And one day i get to go back to the Nothing, and i get to not have to worry about Will i won't i, will you won't you, Would not could not would not could not Would not join the dance, any more, and that's pretty damn fine by me. (Hoobastank - [Crawling In The Dark]). Because, as it stands, every tyme i see something, it dances, all right. It dances very barely out of my grasp. Miles, or ages, or mental states, or emotional sets away. And that's ok.
Moxy Früvous - [River Valley]--- i mean, honestly, can we expect more? Some get great things in this life, and some get shit. i get shit, in certain things, but i've had by no means what is generally considered a "difficult" life. Emotionally troubling, perhaps. (Patsy Kline - [Crazy] Sick sense of humour). Mentally troubled, surely, but i've been well provided for. Money food shelter things to play with. All the essentials, i guess. So who am i to complain about the lack of something which it is most likely my fault that i don't have (or didn't keep), right now (back then)? Feh... i'm not at all depressed, or even really upset as i write this. i'm really only contemplating.
Presidents of the USA - [Lump]--- Well, i think i've used up my Bouncing Ideas quotient for the day. The next few days shall be... whatever they will be, i guess. i tried to finish that statement, definitively, and found that i couldn't do it with any Truth. Heh. Maybe some training of others is in Order. Get my mind off of the rick-rack and jibba-jabba. Heh... Fucked up winamp.... Fucked up.
Good Nytes. Good Days. Dream Well