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Apr. 7th, 2003
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Apr. 7th, 2003 01:29 pmToday, I am sick. >_<
I think I ate a bad egg roll or something last night.
My bowels are trying to incite a revolt.
Me and stall 8 are getting to know each other really well.
I think there may be a future there, but I don't want to rush anything.
I'm going alot of reading, too. I'll be sad when I'm done this book. I really ejoy it.
Right then...
I think I ate a bad egg roll or something last night.
My bowels are trying to incite a revolt.
Me and stall 8 are getting to know each other really well.
I think there may be a future there, but I don't want to rush anything.
I'm going alot of reading, too. I'll be sad when I'm done this book. I really ejoy it.
Right then...
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Apr. 7th, 2003 04:04 pmNobody understands, he thought.
Nobody understands. Not even me.
He sat there in the darkened room, motionless. It was only early afternoon, but it was rainy outside, and the lights were off, as his room mate was taking a nap.
And I'm the sick one, he thought
He sat there, a dull loneliness burning inside him, unshed tears behind his eyes. He knew better than to sit and think, but he ended up doing it anyways. He told himself he would still marry her, even given the differences. He tried to convince himself that it didn't matter, as long as he could be with her. He almost believed what he was saying. Almost.
He laughed a half-laugh to himself. He'd seen it in everyone else, it's really no surprise that he found it in himself. Everyone gives up. Everyone decides that 'good enough' will have to be just that. And here, he knew what he wanted in a girl, in a companion, in a wife, and he had decided it didn't exist.
Even considering that there might be some girl out there who would fit, he still wanted to be with her.
Nobody understands. Not even me.
Nobody understands. Not even me.
He sat there in the darkened room, motionless. It was only early afternoon, but it was rainy outside, and the lights were off, as his room mate was taking a nap.
And I'm the sick one, he thought
He sat there, a dull loneliness burning inside him, unshed tears behind his eyes. He knew better than to sit and think, but he ended up doing it anyways. He told himself he would still marry her, even given the differences. He tried to convince himself that it didn't matter, as long as he could be with her. He almost believed what he was saying. Almost.
He laughed a half-laugh to himself. He'd seen it in everyone else, it's really no surprise that he found it in himself. Everyone gives up. Everyone decides that 'good enough' will have to be just that. And here, he knew what he wanted in a girl, in a companion, in a wife, and he had decided it didn't exist.
Even considering that there might be some girl out there who would fit, he still wanted to be with her.
Nobody understands. Not even me.
'Believe' by Savatage
Apr. 7th, 2003 08:09 pmSo after all these one night stands you've ended up with heart in hand, a child alone, on your own, retreating. Regretful for the things you're not and all dreams you haven't got, without a home a heart of stone lies bleeding.
And for all the roads you followed, and for all you did not find and for all the things you had to leave behind...
I am the way, I am the light, I am the dark inside the night. I hear your hopes, I feel your dreams, and in the dark I hear your screams. Don't turn away, just take my hand and when you make your final stand I'll be right there, I'll never leave, all I ask of you - Believe.
Your childhood eyes were so intense while bartering your innocence for bits of string, grown-up wings you needed. But when you had to add them up, you found that they were not enough to get you in, pay for sins repeated.
And for all the years you borrowed, and for all the tears you cried, and for all the fears you had to keep inside...
I am the way, I am the light, I am the dark inside the night. I hear your hopes, I feel your dreams, and in the dark I hear your screams. Don't turn away, just take my hand and when you make your final stand I'll be right there, I'll never leave, all I ask of you - Believe.
I never wanted to know, never wanted to see, I wasted my time till time wasted me. Never wanted to go, always wanted to stay, 'cause the person I am are the parts that I play. So I plot and I plan, hope and I scheme to the lure of a night filled with unfinished dreams. And I'm holding on tight to a world gone astray, as they charge me for years I can't pay
I am the way, I am the light, I am the dark inside the night. I hear your hopes, I feel your dreams, and in the dark I hear your screams. Don't turn away, just take my hand and when you make your final stand I'll be right there, I'll never leave, all I ask of you - Believe.
Believe.
And for all the roads you followed, and for all you did not find and for all the things you had to leave behind...
I am the way, I am the light, I am the dark inside the night. I hear your hopes, I feel your dreams, and in the dark I hear your screams. Don't turn away, just take my hand and when you make your final stand I'll be right there, I'll never leave, all I ask of you - Believe.
Your childhood eyes were so intense while bartering your innocence for bits of string, grown-up wings you needed. But when you had to add them up, you found that they were not enough to get you in, pay for sins repeated.
And for all the years you borrowed, and for all the tears you cried, and for all the fears you had to keep inside...
I am the way, I am the light, I am the dark inside the night. I hear your hopes, I feel your dreams, and in the dark I hear your screams. Don't turn away, just take my hand and when you make your final stand I'll be right there, I'll never leave, all I ask of you - Believe.
I never wanted to know, never wanted to see, I wasted my time till time wasted me. Never wanted to go, always wanted to stay, 'cause the person I am are the parts that I play. So I plot and I plan, hope and I scheme to the lure of a night filled with unfinished dreams. And I'm holding on tight to a world gone astray, as they charge me for years I can't pay
I am the way, I am the light, I am the dark inside the night. I hear your hopes, I feel your dreams, and in the dark I hear your screams. Don't turn away, just take my hand and when you make your final stand I'll be right there, I'll never leave, all I ask of you - Believe.
Believe.