almost psyki i almost cried today. almost. you see, i did not get any sleep last night. and i think i failed my math quiz. i need a hug. 000329 ... somebody the prolonged story of my love life 000728 ... John i almost know what I am feeling, emotional tyranny and drowning in my own fears. Tired of not knowing what is true and what this means to me. Promised an angel one too many times that I would never love again inevertiantly I have fallen again and this time I'm scared. Not so sacred or s perfect maybe this is the one. But how in the hell can I tell when I keep my eyes closed. Scared to fall in love again scared to see myself maybe this one's forever maybe they're the one. Something so cynical like a deaf man hearing my screams but no one else around me can hear my falling tears. Someday I'll be beautiful maybe someday it'll be, just as perfect and dreamy as I always see. Maybe someday in the future you will fall in love with me. Maybe that's right now but I'm afraid to see. 001126 ... kim about to do something, but hesitant 020114 ... Nathan is always the something that almost made it, but never came to be, or something that nearly was lost, but has been saved. It is much like: The Christmas that almost wasn't, but then was 020124 ... syncratick almost, but lost. 020217 ... Arwyn but not quite 020226 ... blasco killed her this time 020226 ... yeah stupid word, because it isn't for real, only ALMOST. So it's coming up. 020402 ... girl_jane Almost-that's all. You'll ever reach. You'll never fill the shoes you've been given. Your toes will never even come close to the ends. Well fuck you. Maybe you should have let me pick my own damn shoes. 020402 ... Casey I almost asked her out. I wanted to place my hand on her cheek, brush her hair back, and give her a kiss. But then I just kind of decided that I wouldn't try to get involved in a realtionship when I have to leave in 2 months anyway and I hopefully won't be coming back to often. 020402 ... no reason but if i let him in i'll never be able to let him out. 020806 ... jester IS IT IMPOSSIBLE hä hä hä XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXX XXX XXX XXXXXX XXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXX XXXX XXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXX XXX XXX XXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX XX XXX XXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX XX XX XXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXX X XX XXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXX X XX XXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX X XXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXXX XX XXX XXXXXX XX XX XXXXXX XX XXXX XXX XXXX XXXX XXX XXX XXXXX X XXXXX XXXXX X XXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXXXXX XXX XXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX 030321 ... Clarey Always almost. Never nearly. Always too far to touch. Always, always almost xx 031220 ... kay-tie so overused. along with "i was going to" .... dont tell you me you almost came over, dont tell me you almost loved me. it's either you did or you didnt. i'll always think of you as my "almost" lover 040406 ... Syrope i think most things said aloud are for the benefit of who's saying them, not whom they're being said to 041213 ... Syrope who, whom? shit almost grammatically sure 041213 ... kim fuck that, i quit. 050309 ... jumpforjade sometimes i get in these zones like I’m trapped in a steel bubble people gaze in but i can't gaze out. in through unused lips floods a steady supply of self-deprication the silence shatters my ear drums as i embrace muted hearing with the entirety of my senses a lethargic pulse beats with the rustlings of my shallow unsatisfied breaths i am swallowed inside an orb that snows glitter i am blinded and squinting at an unacknowlegeable reality instead subscribing to the insidious whisperings that proliferate like tangled vines around this fragile foundation. these cursed critical limitations bind me to an exhausting, impossible game but earlier reservations and overbearing expectations set too soon revealed my demise long before these dreaded crawling days my strained glance slithers resentfully through accruing curves the weight stored in the most accessed files of my mind each self-inflicted rule like ingredients in a nightmared feast fat perching like heaping spoonfuls of sloppy mashed potatoes double chin wiggling like a turkey's loose neck vomit lurking in the back of my throat like warm gravy steamed vegetables like the only food i dare allow on my glassy virgin plate i am a starving artist fashioning these endless policies to support the implied eventual body of work my twisted sputterings sling moistened arrowed tears through attempted logic sharp and jutting down my sunken cheeks like the cold biting pain of an icicle plunged in my stomach my scarlet tears massacre the glinting snow from eyes that hold no end to their green the expanses of their pastures lay quietly, sprawled and leaning in the wind's commands but now—in this zone I fall into as easily as I fall apart-- thin lightning streaks paint the carefree sky challenging the tranquil pastels of my youth now I fear the invasion of those dreary, slumping clouds bloated tufts of grey smear the sky into a world of vague shapes encased in shadows I was never too fond of my own presence Let alone the unwelcome fruits of my deep-seeded insecurities But how can I complain, when I always knew it was only a matter of time 050817 ... jane never_enough 070517 ... krupt one time i almost had it all... this time i do i definately do! 070726 ... niecespieces It is almost great. It is almost perfect. It is almost love. It is almost flawless. He is going to leave, go work somewhere else. I don't know how I can deal with him leaving. I don't know how he can deal with leaving. Its almost over? why does perfection have to end for somthing so rediculous as money? 090203 ... LoverOfLight Landing on the same ground Minutes apart in the same town Reaching out, reaching back As polarized as when we began 090203 ... Raina isn't enough never has been ans never will be 130530 ... Risen I just wrote the harshest piece I think I've ever written. I almost posted it. But I didn't. Which is kind of maturity. Maybe. Or maybe I'm not there yet. Ready to cross the point of no return. Not yet, but almost 141229 ... test test test 210802 what's it to you? who go blather from