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Don't..In this world of exploding nipples the milk flies like leaves in autumn. White leaves. Only black remains, and then its dark. Dark enough to need a light. Then its too bright. Confusion as your eyes adjust and the cones and rods and irises and retinas and optic nerves go insane. Why? Why? Why? Stop messing with us! I don't think my brain can handle this. I don't think my hands can handle this. I don't think this is what it seems. Seams go down my pants. My pants are on fire. Fire kills. Water kills fire. I see smoke coming from my ears. Screaming ears. Gahh! Let me know the way to salvation. Where do I go from there? Back to what was a lost h Don't..
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msn...randomness...sleepits been 054 hours since I last saw the inside of my eyelids. I've forgotten what this world of sleep entails. A distance memory of a fable from another life. My eyes are getting heavier with each breath. My breaths are getting shorter. The visual stimilate is starting to... Wade msn...randomness...sleep
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Faerie Tale Part 2Skipping from one day to the next, stones skipping across the water leaving behind ripples to crash into each other, and spinning across life we skip across the calmness of the water's surface. The surface. So calm and full or potential. The birthing, the first skip, the second, and on and on until we sink below the surface and become consumed by the world we tried so desperately to fly across. We leave behind in our wake a memory until once again the surface becomes calm again. Waiting for the next stone.
---- Rook and Bastion are two turtles who are eternally bound to skipping stones back into the waters of Faerie...but not for Faerie Tale Part 2
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A Walk Across AmericaYears ago, the 1950's, a man walked across America. There are many ways a man can cross a country, hitchhiking being just one of them, when you have to get where you're going and you don't have many other options you do what you have to do.

My father took employment with a group of young people selling magazines across America. It was a few weeks later he found himself in Florida, over a thousand miles from home, and abandoned by his employer. His group was left to find thier own way back to wherever they came from. The man running the show had run off with all the money. So what was a young man to do? He walked home. He started A Walk Across America
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Far Away for Far too Long

Thu Apr 5, 2007, 9:08 AM

Mood: Tired

Well, as some of you know I broke up with Crystal because she was cheating on me. Those of you who go to school with her know with whom I'm referring to. I don't understand why she did it, and I don't think she does either. She said she had reasons but she couldn't tell me any, and I still think there was no reason other than she just wasn't ready. She had her fears, and she didn't know how to deal with them...so she ran. I won't ever understand why. I can sit here and kill myself trying to figure it out...maybe she wanted to go to college and was afraid her parents wouldn't pay for it if she was with me, maybe even though she says she will always love me she just doesn't like me anymore, maybe this and maybe that. It could go forever.

I kind of knew it was coming. I've seen her drift away from me ever since her dad found out about me in December. She didn't know how to handle it all. She is deathly afraid to make any kind of decision, and let's everyone influence what she does. Maybe she'll grow up one day.

I wish her the best. Its hard for me to do that, but I do. I never wanted anything but to make her happy. I thought I could do that by giving her all my love, and giving her a life away from the pain she grew up with. She did too. We both thought we were going to have this wonderful life together. I guess that isn't what she wants anymore, and truthfully I don't think she knows what she wants. I hope that she finds happyness. True happyness. It will be hard for her to do that until she decides to grow up a little bit. She will never be happy as long as she allows her parents and her friends to influence every decision in her life.

Anyway, the point of all this is this. This account is dead. I'm not going to use it ever agian, and this goes for my photography account too. I'm going to make a new one. Some of the people I've met here will be getting a new watcher in the next few days. Its going to take me a while to get it all straightened out. I've been staying with friends for the past few days and they've been helping me out greatly. I don't want to be alone right now. I'll see you guys.