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- Ruby Tuesday
- just plain inspiring
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disgusting.
"I saw spiders where there were no spiders" - patti smith
"'My hands', she said, 'I've left them somewhere and now I can't find them.' She was holding her hands in the air, helplessly, as if she couldn't move them.
'They're right there', I said, 'On the end of your arms'
'No, no', she said impatiently, 'Not those , those are no good anymore. My other hands, the ones I had before, the ones I could touch things with.'" - margaret atwood
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"'My hands', she said, 'I've left them somewhere and now I can't find them.' She was holding her hands in the air, helplessly, as if she couldn't move them.
'They're right there', I said, 'On the end of your arms'
'No, no', she said impatiently, 'Not those , those are no good anymore. My other hands, the ones I had before, the ones I could touch things with.'" - margaret atwood
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- acdcrocker1909
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Tired.
Frustrated.
Down.
Depressed.
Annoyed.
Hurt.
Frustrated.
Down.
Depressed.
Annoyed.
Hurt.
Music is life.. we each have our own symphony.. and we control it for the most part.. sometimes instruments drop out.. and others join in.. but when the music fades and the symphony is done.. then we have created a beautiful, personal piece. - Me.
Less Traveled Roads <-- Everyone Welcome.
- chickenbug2
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guilty
angry
sad
manipulated
very, very, small
angry
sad
manipulated
very, very, small
"And I have known the eyes already, known them all-
The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?
And how should I presume?"
The Love Song Of J. Alfred Prufrock
T. S. Eliot
The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?
And how should I presume?"
The Love Song Of J. Alfred Prufrock
T. S. Eliot
- handmade mute
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- Alexithymia
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I'm feeling really down today. But yet, at the same time I'm happy because someone told me I was the first friend they made at college, and I don't know... It was sweet.
The hardest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return...
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- Stefani140
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beyond tired, but at the same time relieved...a very odd combination.
"Even if you're the lone voice in the wilderness, it does not mean you're wrong."
PMs, comments, challenges, advice and hugs welcome.
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PMs, comments, challenges, advice and hugs welcome.
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- xunwrittenx
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- acdcrocker1909
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Frustrated.
Tired as hell.
Achy.
Down.
Hurt.
Urgy.
Tired as hell.
Achy.
Down.
Hurt.
Urgy.
Music is life.. we each have our own symphony.. and we control it for the most part.. sometimes instruments drop out.. and others join in.. but when the music fades and the symphony is done.. then we have created a beautiful, personal piece. - Me.
Less Traveled Roads <-- Everyone Welcome.
- PassingCloud
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nervous and terrfied.
[I'm talking about my life.][I can't seem to get that through to you.]
[I'm not just talking about one person,][I'm talking about everybody.]
[I'm talking about form, I'm talking about content.][I'm talking about inter-relationships.]
[I'm talking about God, the Devil, Hell, Heaven!]
[Do you understand?]
[Finally?]
(one flew over the cuckoo's nest)
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- xunwrittenx
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- acdcrocker1909
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Tired.
Frustrated.
Bothered.
Annoyed.
Hurt.
Bored.
Angry.
Urgy.
Down.
Frustrated.
Bothered.
Annoyed.
Hurt.
Bored.
Angry.
Urgy.
Down.
Music is life.. we each have our own symphony.. and we control it for the most part.. sometimes instruments drop out.. and others join in.. but when the music fades and the symphony is done.. then we have created a beautiful, personal piece. - Me.
Less Traveled Roads <-- Everyone Welcome.
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