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All shit included.
Created on 2003-08-14 16:22:30 (#1255773), last updated 2004-04-27
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| Name: | Casey |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 08-02 |
| Location: | Rogue River, Oregon, United States |
| Website: | Hobbit Hole |
I like you, but you don't like me, can it get anymore obvious?
Dandelion, dandelion, I love you.
Why is it that people never love each other equally?
~Why Couldn't I?~
Why couldn't I tell you how I feel,
But for now just figure out how to deal,
With these fantasies dancing all around,
Hoping that some day you and me will be bound.
Why couldn't I show you who I really am inside,
The thought of you rejecting me, I would have cried,
This emptiness way deep down inside of my soul,
Told me you were too good for me as a person, a whole.
Why couldn't I be the girl of your dreams,
But I'm not so I guess that this means,
I am who I am and that's all I can be,
Why couldn't you like me for being me?

Attention, attention! Dans le cas d'une mort subite, appostez le corps du mort vers la section duex cent au premier niveau du stade.

~Unloved One~
My heart is leaking,
Dripping to the floor.
No longer speaking
I now do implore
That perhaps you can save me
Hold me, Carry me
Away from the nothing
Right out the door.
My eyes are bleeding,
I'm bruised and unsure.
Always am screaming
But can you ensure
That I will not be lonely
So empty, So angry;
How can I be dying?
You're just a blur.
Frightening Thought du Jour: Time ticks away. Days, years, entire lifetimes. Amazing things happen to people. Then they die. If no one remembers their stories, the memory of who they were and what they did blurs, like watercolor paintings left in the rain. Until, finally, nothing is left on the canvas.
Teenage drinking is very, VERY BAD.
but I'm the one that has a fake ID....

Frightening Thought du Jour: Sometimes when you're dreaming, it feels real. But if you're trapped in a dream-really trapped-how do you know if you're dreaming at all?
~Alone, I Sit~
I sit...A single tear rolls down my face.
Wondering why I am such a disgrace.
I am different from my those around me.
Alone, secluded from humanity.
Pondering my existence, I sit.
Falling into a bottomless pit.
Shunned by all, because of my uniqueness.
Abandoned by the world because they think I am less,
Less then they are, just a mere speck of dirt upon the ground.
I sit feeling lost; waiting to be found.
Battling against my inner self, my body, mind, and soul
Distraught by how I am treated, and how it has effected me as a whole.
I try to change who I am to fit in this inhumane society.
But, I realize my deficiency.
No matter how hard I try to change who I am. succeed, I never will.
I sit, with an emptiness I will never be able to fill.
Isolated because I am who I turned out to be.
I sit in solitude because I am me.
Removed from others and labeled a disgrace.
I sit... A single tear running down my face.
Dandelion, dandelion, I love you.
Why is it that people never love each other equally?
~Why Couldn't I?~
Why couldn't I tell you how I feel,
But for now just figure out how to deal,
With these fantasies dancing all around,
Hoping that some day you and me will be bound.
Why couldn't I show you who I really am inside,
The thought of you rejecting me, I would have cried,
This emptiness way deep down inside of my soul,
Told me you were too good for me as a person, a whole.
Why couldn't I be the girl of your dreams,
But I'm not so I guess that this means,
I am who I am and that's all I can be,
Why couldn't you like me for being me?

Attention, attention! Dans le cas d'une mort subite, appostez le corps du mort vers la section duex cent au premier niveau du stade.

~Unloved One~
My heart is leaking,
Dripping to the floor.
No longer speaking
I now do implore
That perhaps you can save me
Hold me, Carry me
Away from the nothing
Right out the door.
My eyes are bleeding,
I'm bruised and unsure.
Always am screaming
But can you ensure
That I will not be lonely
So empty, So angry;
How can I be dying?
You're just a blur.
Frightening Thought du Jour: Time ticks away. Days, years, entire lifetimes. Amazing things happen to people. Then they die. If no one remembers their stories, the memory of who they were and what they did blurs, like watercolor paintings left in the rain. Until, finally, nothing is left on the canvas.
Teenage drinking is very, VERY BAD.
but I'm the one that has a fake ID....

Frightening Thought du Jour: Sometimes when you're dreaming, it feels real. But if you're trapped in a dream-really trapped-how do you know if you're dreaming at all?
~Alone, I Sit~
I sit...A single tear rolls down my face.
Wondering why I am such a disgrace.
I am different from my those around me.
Alone, secluded from humanity.
Pondering my existence, I sit.
Falling into a bottomless pit.
Shunned by all, because of my uniqueness.
Abandoned by the world because they think I am less,
Less then they are, just a mere speck of dirt upon the ground.
I sit feeling lost; waiting to be found.
Battling against my inner self, my body, mind, and soul
Distraught by how I am treated, and how it has effected me as a whole.
I try to change who I am to fit in this inhumane society.
But, I realize my deficiency.
No matter how hard I try to change who I am. succeed, I never will.
I sit, with an emptiness I will never be able to fill.
Isolated because I am who I turned out to be.
I sit in solitude because I am me.
Removed from others and labeled a disgrace.
I sit... A single tear running down my face.
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