The Truth. [for you]I miss the times we had, the shit we went through together, and even all the fights we had.
I can't go on like this. Missing you is not going to do anything. And talking to you will only make me go through the same shit again.
I know you've realised what you've done, but only partially. You will
never realise how much you hurt me. 'cos no one has put you through anything even close to that before. Maybe a similar situation occurred in the past, but whoever it was, that caused you that pain, didn't mean as much to you, as you do me.
You've told me, over and over again that I mean more to you than anyone else in this world. Even him. But was that a lie too?
Like everything else that comes out of god damned mouth?
Right now, I could make a list of all the lies you've told, rumours you've spreaded, and promises that you have broken. But I'm not going to do that.
Because there's TOO GOD DAMN MUCH.
I want you to know, that even though I may have broken a few promises in the past, I have never lied to you, and that I've never spreaded any rumours about you.
I want you back. I want you back so fucking badly.
It hurts.
I've never felt this strongly about anyone before.
I trusted you, with my fucking life, and you threw that away.
I cherished our friendship, more than anything in this world, and you threw that away.
I fucking loved you, with every fucking bit of my fucking body, and, yet again, you threw that away.
I'm letting all my feelings out, I'm telling you exactly how I feel, even though words can't describe such a feeling. But I know, that deep inside, you know.
You know.
You've always known.
You've always understood me, to such an extent, that sometimes, I thought we were one soul, separated into two different bodies.
But now, I know that's not true.
Because I have no desire, in any way, to make this friendship work again.
What am I talking about? I would do anything to turn back time, and make things right.
No. If I could turn back time, I would erase you from my life.
No. I don't regret anything, because what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger, right? You've made me stronger, you've helped me, you've taught me what not to be. And I thank you for that.
Without you, I wouldn't be this strong.
I remember that first night we started talking again. When you came over to my house, and you said;
'You know something Twiggy? You're really strong, and I wish I could be as strong as you.'
'No, that's just what I want it to seem like.' I replied.
I will never forget that night.
Or any other time we had together, good or bad.
And most of all, I will never forget you.
The girl who changed my life forever.
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OK last one was Coal chamber, yes?????
New 1:
SINUOUSLY winding through the room
On smokey tongues of sweetened cigarettes, --
Plaintive yet proud the cello tones resume
The andante of smooth hopes and lost regrets.
Bright peacocks drink from flame-pots by the wall,
Just as absinthe-sipping women shiver through
With shimmering blue from the bowl in Circe's hall.
Their brown eyes blacken, and the blue drop hue.
The andante quivers with crescendo's start,
And dies on fire's birth in each man's heart.
The tapestry betrays a finger through
The slit, soft-pulling; -- -- -- and music follows cue.
There is a sweep, -- a shattering, -- a choir
Disquieting of barbarous fantasy.
The pulse is in the ears, the heart is higher,
And stretches up through mortal eyes to see.
Carmen! Akimbo arms and smouldering eyes; --
Carmen! Bestirring hope and lipping eyes; --
Carmen whirls, and music swirls and dips.
"Carmen!," comes awed from wine-hot lips.
Finale leaves in silence to replume
Bent wings, and Carmen with her flaunts through the gloom
Of whispering tapestry, brown with old fringe: --
The winers leave too, and the small lamps twinge.
Morning: and through the foggy city gate
A gypsy wagon wiggles, striving straight.
And some dream still of Carmen's mystic face, --
Yellow, pallid, like ancient lace.
some nerd got 10000 points in single challenge. amazing.
don't like this new rule about teaming up. u gotta split the points, take forever to get up to 20000 again.
do u want to team up anyway for the feb 18 challenge? lazyduck will join us he says.
Cynics and Christ-like hypocrites
How they stick to you like glue
Jealous and thoughtless lunatics
How they stick to you like glue
Truth is like a tragedy
Unclean undeniably surely
How they stick to you like glue
Offensive and corrupt
How they seem to fuck with you so fuck you
Truth is like a tragedy
Come with me I cannot lie
I'll tell the truth I cannot lie
Well I cannot I cannot I cannot I cannot lie
Cynics and Christ-like hypocrites
How they stick to you like glue
Jealous and thoughtless lunatics
How they fuck with you so fuck you
Truth is like a tragedy
Come with me I cannot lie
I'll tell the truth I cannot lie
Well I cannot I cannot I cannot I cannot lie
Truth is like a tragedy
see u at MCR, what bout SKN and ELI?
did u check out new guitar heroes for PS3.... awesome... they added more choices of guitar, four different prs , and max distortion.... wild
don't give up too easily....
it's not that hard..
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but it's got some great drum riffs..
Let's get serious here.... try this 1:
Someday I hope to rise above material chains which hold me down
To turn my anger into love and keep my feet planted on the ground.
To undo stigmas societies branded, misconceptions about being a man.
To be grateful, take nothing for granted, to live the truth as best I can.
I seek the truth whatever that may be,
I seek the answers to questions, please God help me.
To look at people and see no color, vision clear of prejudice or spite,
To treat people just like my brother, for this I pray with all my might.
To learn to let go of all my fears and learn to embrace all of my tears,
To search for faith and humility, to walk the path which sets me free.
Salvation, from society, damnation, have mercy on me.
So many lies I told, so many lives I've sold.
So far away from who I am I never understand.
So many things I regret, so many things that I let
Take me away from myself, too late to take it back.
So many dreams I had, so many lives I've lived
So many friends I said goodbye forever
So amny times I wish, so many times I dream,
Do it again, I swear I'd never.
In my quest to uncover the truth the deepest wounds get left behind
As I seek serenity from the war, from the war inside my mind.
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