giveme1

clue: A piece of evidence or information used in the detection of a crime or solving of a mystery.

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Tag sechs.

Day fucking five,

pas de putain de sexe.

wtf

this hit hard.

I miss my old best friend.
No one can replace her, and I miss her.
This is terrible, so much has changed in the past few months but I still miss you and am always thinking about you.
:(




I miss you Bri-ling

"We will never surrender",

Cried
the

Shadow,
to the

Cloud.

http://sixxsixsixxx.blogspot.com/

Chapter 1

I miss clouds,



and trees,



& sunlight rays.

I'm odd

I haven't been this fascinated
about someones mind in far too long.
I'm interested in understanding you.

Please don't be a disappointment.
Thanzz

Insomnia:

My eyes have grown tired.
But my mind is wide awake.
It is starting again.
I remember how it started.
Four hours is all you actuality "need".
So you start thinking numbers,
but then you see that is where it starts,
my mind runs wild,
sleep 5am, up noon, sleep 8am, up noon, sleep 2:45 am, up 6:45...
counting,
calculating,
thinking,
repeating
double checking,
triple checking.
Then trailing off from there,
to something else,
to something else,
until well here I'm am,
Typing, typing, typing, typing, typing, typing, typing, typing, typing, typing, typing.


This could be a good thing.
Yet if I keep this up,
I'll soon be falling into that half awake half asleep state.
Where nothing makes sense, but every things fits perfectly together.
The things you think about, you often forget you are saying them aloud.
But after a couple days, or even hours,
you just stop caring, things blend together, time becomes numbers.

I miss the moon, the night.
I miss the silence, and the echos from the alleys.
I miss sitting and staring at the ocean,
late at night on the pier.
Sitting with my best friend.
We wouldn't talk, only a few words every now and then.
Endless cigarettes.
I'd empty my mind.
Give it to the sea.
Focus on a wave and let it set me free.

I need that again.

I just love,

Watching him sleep,

laying next to him

watching his chest rise and fall.

Listening to his heart,

studying his inhalation.

Then kissing his cheek,

while touching his neck

.
Just so I can watch his lips move around.

0001

lets travel to a place,
where we aren't supposed to escape.

Philip Adams

"It seems to me that people have vast potential.
Most people can do extraordinary things
if they have the confidence or take the risks.
Yet most people don't.
They sit in front of the telly and treat life
as if it goes on forever."

I wish

people weren't such assholes.

(;

I like taking showers.
Extremely late at night.

"People are just as happy as they make up their minds to be."

I have always wondered what goes on in other peoples minds.
Maybe I'm not alone, with all these odd thoughts passing by.

akward.

How do you tell someone,
you want to get to know them?
That there is something about them,
and you would like to be there friend....

Why this is an odd feeling.




Bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

fuckkkk

I need to get a goddamn soccer ball.

goodness

“There will always be
something to ruin our lives,
it all depends on what
or which finds us first.
We are always ripe and ready to be taken.”

new addiction

http://www.handdrawngames.com/DesktopTD/Game.asp


join in.
:)

rusty.

I forgot how much I enjoy watching people.

my mind

My mind, my mind.
Why must you lead me in this corner?

ummhm

mind chant.

hm.
this is all rather familiar.
It is becoming clearer.
I guess I am seeing this coming,
so I guess I could make it stop,
or at least slow it down,
even try to save myself.
my dim outlook on humans is growing much gloomier
day after day growing just a little bigger
my shadows are whispering goodbye,
while the darkness begins to hold me tight.
I give it three weeks,
"oh, she'll just be back in that odd state of mind."

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note 12

"i told you so"