me i i say whatever. ... andrew@benicetobears.com i invariably end up using the word me far more than i should. me likes cake, me likes cookies, whatever, i just say it too much. 980819 ... kai@newdream.net There's something ironic about me trying to figure out how to keep from fixating on myself. And it's quite frustrating. Not that fixating on anyone else would do me any good. 980819 ... eric yellow 980903 ... blind a name i call myself. 980914 ... jack saturn it would be the sound between rae and fa, except for the fact that i think it is spelled different. i should know, i was in choir for seven years. 980929 ... Dallis is all that I ever will be. Changing constantly but always me. Whatever I may be. 981118 ... emma is what i become when you look at me. 981119 ... k gypsy dreamer universal sprit lost somewhere in there 981121 ... Matt look at me! 990204 ... Rainer Krauss depressive daydreamer, doesn't have a clue nor a plan and even makes typos all the time. 990205 ... adam and you would look good in an silverado speeding through new jersey going anywhere as long as it's away from new york. 990212 ... amy doin' my thing. Yeah that thing. do do do that thing thing thing 990214 ... Chris now wee 990313 ... kyo myself and I 990328 ... meir it stands for "myself" but it's also a part of my name! whee! 990416 ... allie or you? 990501 ... andrew the chilled winds blowing through the eased darkness of my being while flowing out of my heart of my pen in gobbling blobs and globs of thick mindstuff and detritus… the passion’s fire searing and rearing my bloodstreams into boiling fervor and tearing into my soul in a rape-like voracious frenzy leaving me violated, timeless, breathless, exquisite… the wandering minds of selves’ alter-egos drifting in and out of my body stealing time, conscious, humanities to emanate pure void and artistic ecstasy, souldrive and beat-grind… …compounded into a swirling and twirling and whirling mass: the me. 990504 ... Lamont that is i said the fly 990626 ... bfnh click me 990701 ... benji I am a process. 990723 ... alida are you really? or are you just trying? 990921 ... David The only constant in my life. Parents abuse or divorce, Lovers leave, Bestfriends betray, and Psychologists ambigously alternate and perscribe, and those who love you most will die. There is only one constant in this universe, and one I can count on to get me through,....... 990923 ... Drennan I've changed dramatically in the past few days, I've started shouting at people a lot more and listening to vicious, evil sounding music at very very loud volumes. The world's so full of such bloody annoying people these days. I seem to be angry at everyone nowadays, I think I'm gonna take a swing at one o them one day soon. I think it must be from listening to all those party political broadcasts by the conservative party, that wee hague needs a good kicking. I tell you, hangin's too good for the likes of him, a good boot up the arse is what he needs. 991010 ... missydissle something that I am not familiar with. i don't know what that means. I don't kow who I am, so in saying "me", I confuse myself. 991028 ... me? you who, me? 991111 ... Claire I love to talk to my three best friends, they're always around, you might know them, me, myself and I. 991203 ... Quintessensual me? or not me? that is the question 991204 ... jennifer mirror eats my reflection hungrily like a ravenous worm 991205 ... sir jim i love me 991206 ... jupiter the dreamer, the poet, the lover, the giver, the taker, the ocean, the sky, the streath, the hurt, the darkness and light. 991208 ... emily b the one thing i just cant't seem to figure out 991211 ... alicia this is a song. by me. called "me and the pope". sing it with a swingy punk beat.. G C D C G. oh no, here they come again its 8:00 in the morning i don't know why they all come at once to the window to buy stamps "whats the zip code for australia?" "i wanna mail this letter to my mother-in-law in oklahoma!" oh yeah i hate this postal service life i hate this postal service life i hate this postal service life.. well, you know, theres a guy over in the vatican and he can go sailing whenever and whereever and however he wants to, oh yeah well i think i'm gonna write to that guy in the vatican and ask him if someday i can go sailing with him in the carribean oh yeah me and the pope are gonna go sailing me and the pope are gonna go sailing me and the pope are gonna go sailing in the carribean well the pope, you know he goes sailing sometimes and he watches the birds, watches the trees, watches the clouds.. and then one day, one day the pope looked up and you know what he saw? yessirree. he saw god. and the lord looked down at him and said, "hey mr. pope what are you doin down there? hey mr. pope, what are you doin down there? mr. pope.. i want you to go back to the vatican and cut your hair!" the pope with a hippie hairdo? what a site for the lord to see! the pope with a hippie hairdo? it was a travesty! ..but you know what? me and the pope went sailing me and the pope went sailing me and the pope went sailing in the carribean well you know, its not so bad being a postal worker man.. cause you know, i've learned something while sailing with the pope, and that is that.. life's not always cracked up to what its supposed to be.. (yeah, thats what it's supposed to be!) cause people should always just be happy for what they have, you know? even when you're a postal worker!!!!!!! 991228 ... andrea the dew on the grass cools my feet as it makes me slip & fall on my journey. the touch of your hands could bring me pleasure if pictures of a drunken man still didn't fill my mind. hindsight is 20/20, they say. what good is it if i never look back? i love the feel of a boat on the waves. but cannot stray far from the shore. i'm calling out for comforting companionship, but will not be happy without my independent ways. nothing tastes better than sheer happiness, though my stomach cannot tolerate it. i enjoy dancing in the rain, only if i'm not the one who gets wet. i'll scream at the top of my lungs if i'm certain no one will hear me. the pain from the sharp words is welcomed, as long as i'm numb to it all. copyright 2000 000101 ... amy hiding eyes dry (several reloads) i am tired of this game with Destro (the computer) or maybe it's god. but if it were god, i would have to give it a capital g, now wouldn't I? i would not like to do that, so would the real wizard please step forward? thanks. 000109 ... snarky sharky wonky freak maybe maybe not 000123 ... Fucked keeps dragging on and on and on. Me is not really me at all, just a projection of the old me that died a long time ago. There is no me. I begin to wonder if there ever was. 000220 ... Whit Who is me? Does anyone know? Doew anyone know who they are? this life is so short. We are here a few short years, and then we die. But in the process, we are supposed to figure out who we are, what we want, and how to get it. It's all to complicated for me. 000222 ... eve don't worry about figuring out who you are who cares if you stop thinking about trying to find out we can live a little smell the magnolias sigh as we grow old 000223 ... c-spandrea. the only thing you can't be. 000226 ... calliope me? me. me! wheee!! 000317 ... Leann Everywhere I go, there I am! 000321 ... girl and adam are all i have left 000326 ... rufus there was no such thing as "me" until we narcissus, even he didn't know who he was at the time 000330 ... camille a moist mist, simply passing through 000414 ... tynnkrbel myself, i, and that other guy.... 000627 ... jeffrey I ma what Ieat and I eat words huge chocolate cover'd ones that melt smorish cheesy pizza overcooked in a microwave words like glutmous maximas and spittoon and these make me up Me a word me a being am i at all without my language within I will show you I am and am not loving laconic lost livid laureate languid lushish lastly lacerated llllllll*77 and who knew I was that L logois and ladders I was and they spew out of me me and it occurs to me at dawn my prophetic existence the word was in the begginning it was flesh it lives in me me and pours out of me me like a flowing river of words of my soul of my salvation of words of me me word 000718 ... somebody somebody nobody sees 000801 ... birdmad the person i hate most in this world 000801 ... jewel If I could tell the world just one thing It would be, that we're all ok. And not to worry cuz worry is wasteful And useless in times these. I won't be made useless I won't be idle with despair I will gather myself around my faith For light does the darkness most fear. 000802 ... stan When i first found this site, i was in a foul mood and signed a rather embarrassing entry as "me" under the word "desperation". I would not have done this if i had known that the entry would be attributed to someone else. My apologies to "me" (a strange thing to type indeed) 000803 ... stan would have been more personal, but the me-mail address didn't work 000804 ... moonshine Cross between a goddess and a hippie. The Girl next door, and the girl your mother always told you stay away from. Old soul in a young body. Sheeps in wolfs wear...The outcast the fits perfectly in. 000928 ... SUZ I AM ME AND THAT'S ALL I'LL EVER BE!!! 001010 ... Barrett I like moonshine, she's neat. If I had two beers, I'd give her one. 001103 ... bloody potato chip dan dare who's there? 001202 ... Megan Depressed, angry, frustrated, Irish, ugly, beautiful, vibrant, lethargic, mournful, boisterous, smart, stupid, a drunk and a lazy assed DOB with no direction, no future, and a 99 on her PSAT. 001210 ... b0 thisisme: n0matter what i d0 n0matter wh0 i screw n0matter where i am n0matter when i'm in can(n0t) escapeme; can('t) eventry can(n0t) uncapeme; can('t) evenlie still y0U can(n0t) rapeme, and y0U can(n0t) kill the me that i camefr0m 0utside0f(all)will n0r/can i event0uch me n0--thing t0 change . . . . . . n0--thing t0 be-c0me within my ran-ge 001218 ... scottyboy I am me... Yet, I am what you think I am. If it were not for you... there would be no me. 001218 ... allaboutme I am me. No one is like me, although I see shades of my wackiness in the eyes of some children. I love children, and they love me. 001223 ... Quiggz Who's me? Beats... uhm.... me, I guess? I don't think anyone really knows who they are..... but I do believe that my band is called The Drawstring Shoes..... SHAMELESS PLUG! BTW, I liked that pope song up there.... So did me, whoever that is 010101 ... the conveyor Me, Me, Me...Is that all you ever fucking think about?!! It is, isn't it? I'll bet you never once thought about how it would ruin *MY* day if you kill yourself. Did you? No! You're such a goddamn worthless, selfish bitch. Get away from me.