i_am_missing_something x there's a hole in my soul that i've never been able to fill 030923 ... no reason talent. brains. motivation. confidence. i can just see this going so well. 030925 ... Syrope something very basic. i can make people so happy. if i try. 030925 ... ferret don't die on me now... 030925 ... anomalous shadow on the birch 050504 ... Rx i know i am missing something in life, but i can't put my finger on it. maybe it is just that my life is getting beat by reality cause ofwork and school and no life to go out and play? or maybe it is just me and who knows what will happen all i know is that i need a vacation! . . . mexico n e one! 050504 ... Lila Pause I don't speak the same langauge as anyone. What the hell are they all saying? 050504 ... oldephebe Well aside from the viscuous helmet of hair that is laquered into place with 6oz of high viscosity pomade, and Aside from the post-millenial malaise, i'm definately missing whatever it is that helps to lubricate all kinds of social interactions and what do you say when a stranger sidles up to you and asks or opines something completely meaningless. I'm definately missing something though. ... 050717 ... akuma aoi my brain, perhaps... and maybe whatever is necessary to prevent or slow down the premature graying of my hair (it started when i was only 9 and has been speeding up from back to front... on the other hand, though, if it went all silver, that wouldn't be half bad) 050718 ... doar anyone seen my car keys? 050719 ... spilt milk i jade my memories each time they come to mind in that flowing narriative that corrupts even the most beautiful sight, smell, sound, and spark. sometimes the events are only moments past when they are filtered through the darkness, driving me into a controllable depression. then, in a moment, i whisper for forgiveness to those wronged by the guilty thoughts, trying to erase their presense. they fade in time. sometimes they grow ingrained in time and fade to bitterness, then blosom to reality after a year spent as a thorn in my soul. saying that, i think these memories blosomed in the same instant that they lodged themselves deep in my soul. i pulled them out and applied the medicine, writing out the pained words beneath the water with a broken stick. no forgiveness is needed, except to myself and from myself. i shake as i remember the tainted memories in their impure forms, only to tremble as reality is reapplied. 050719 ... spilt_milk *blossom/blossomed 050719 ... Doar and it's YOU. and this feeling is still missing you, a rose type of missing that lets the shadows fall on your missed name, only to watch the sun light your name in the mourning. but i am still missing something, when i view your name. . 101002 ... asdasddsaasdasdasdasd sa 101005 what's it to you? who go blather from