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Mood: Frustrated by the drama of the ghost of some other's lousy past It's funny how love and life move on so quickly around here. Only a little more than year ago, I was feeling these same feelings for someone else... Guess that's just how life is for us in this place... sometimes we chase and sometimes we are chased... sometimes for a short time, but for others... almost a lifetime. I'm beginning to believe we are all here for just one reason... for the win... but never really for the prize. We fight for the fight... and make ourselves believe that the finish line is our goal. But really now.. when we've victoriously crossed that line, all we can think of is going back in there. So why bother.. really.. in the end, deep inside all we really want is to be alone. And this odd box where we find ourselves mingling in? It's nothing more than a data bank of memories of how we survived without losing our minds. Look, I get it.. life was tough... but my take on it is.. GET OVER IT! No more drama.. no more crap.. it's a done deal. Your healing time is up. Mystery (Repost) Each time you pull down the driveway Wasn't sure when I would see you again Yours was a twisted blind sided highway No matter which road you took then Then you set up your place in my thoughts Moved in and made my thinking crowded Now we're out in the back with the barking dogs My heart the red sun, your heart the moon clouded I could go crazy on a night like tonight Summer's beginning to give up her fight And every thought's a possibility Voices are heard, yet nothing is seen Why do you spend this time with me? Maybe an equal mystery... So what is love then, is it dictated or chosen? Does it sing like the hymns of a thousand years, or is it just pop emotion? (Handed down and made by hand) And if it ever was there and it left, does it mean it was never true? And to exist it must elude, is that why I think these things of you? You like the taste of danger, it shines like sugar on your lips You like to stand in the line of fire, just to show you can shoot straight from your hip Must be a thousand things you would die for.. I can hardly think of two... But not everything is better spoken aloud not when i'm talking to you. The pirate gets the ship and the girl tonight, breaks a bottle to christen her Basking in the exploits of her thief, she's a very good listener Maybe that's all that we need Is to meet in the middle of impossibility We're standing at opposite poles, equal partners in a mystery. Written by Emily Ann Saliers |
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3/27/2016 2:40 am |
Thank you for your thoughts fantasia.. but it's not my past that's haunting me.. it's past of my future.. lol... If you know what I mean.. lol. We should hang out again sometime.
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3/27/2016 2:47 am |
There is not the faintest chance that I will ever let go of my dreams.. there is no giving up here.. just giving up finding it here. So if you want to be part of my dreams.. come to the Philippines.. and pray to God we bump into each other in the streets.. lol.
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3/31/2016 12:20 pm |
Thank you Sassy... i dont think anyone of us will truly admit we are looking... but when we find ourselves in a site like this the glaring truth reveals itself to us... even when we are not alone.. we still find ourselves feeling alone. I invoke the graces of the Universe.. abracadabra.. lol... may true happiness and love fill the emptiness of each the hearts around here... just for our efforts and sincerity.. mwah!
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Someone said happy people do not have the best of everything but they make the best of what they have. Maybe we can make the best of being alone until another one comes along. Heard the song " Me, myself and I" ? Let that be our song for now.  “Use the quotation for the occasion; do not make an occasion for the quotation.”
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4/8/2016 10:14 pm |
see you soon sis.. mwahhh! ps. bawal indianera! lol
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4/8/2016 10:20 pm |
Someone said happy people do not have the best of everything but they make the best of what they have. Maybe we can make the best of being alone until another one comes along. Heard the song " Me, myself and I" ? Let that be our song for now.
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4/14/2016 8:07 am |
lol.. blashpemous, that! I'm impressed.. amongst the responders here, only you clinched it. But yeah.. has it ever occurred to you that the reason why the romantics are often the ones "alone" is because they seek for that "one great love".. which often (or in fact, will surely) turn into just one regular human love? And in a way they are no different from the hunters? Whilest the hunters live for the chase, romantics aspire for the impossible.. they'd actually make a good pair.. don't you think? lol My point here is that we are alone because we all just inherited some kind of dementia.. and unless we recognize it.. we will never get out of it.. As for me.. times up! I'm choosing that regular guy.. regular love... and of course.. that one that can make me scream in bed.. hahaha! .
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4/15/2016 4:58 am |
hahaha.. ayus! i might just take lessons from you... lol
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