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[May. 27th, 2008|07:53 pm] |
I tag.... Scarlet! And... Scarlet again! DO IT! |
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| Promethean: The Bound: Locke |
[Apr. 30th, 2008|10:51 pm] |
Hot.
The first sensation that he ever felt--burning.
His body was on fire.
He looked down at his hands--is that what they were called? Hands?--and saw steam rising from them. What happened to him?
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Who was he?
Looking around he was startled to see others lying around him on the floor, a few at desks, all unconscious. Papers were scattered everywhere, chairs strewn across the floor, a few machines on their sides... And he at the center of all the chaos. Had he caused it?
He walked over to a strange device on a table left unattended. The device seemed to call out to him, as if it was a part of himself. It was black and unadorned. It seemed to be folded in half, partially closed. He lifted the top part and was staring at a strange assortment of characters and a screen. The screen flickered for a moment, and then turned on. Pictures flashed on the screen quickly, all of the same object. An exoskeleton of some sort (How did he know that?). A window opened up, showing the same object from different angles, moving different parts. Suddenly he knew. That was him. He looked down at his hands again and stared. His hands were no longer his. Or they were, just... different. Mechanical. Metallic. Nothing like what he saw earlier.
A rustling sound brought him out of thought. Someone was waking up. Knowing that something was wrong, and that he was at the center of it all, he quickly ran out the room, taking the device with him. He passed several closed doors, all with words that he didn't know. Eventually he found a room that was open. It was filled with lockers, a few open, but most of them closed. He saw a jumpsuit hanging on one of the open ones. Thinking back, he realized that the people in the other room were all wearing the same thing. Perhaps he could get away unnoticed with one of his own? He pulled the jumpsuit on, zipped it up and walked out of the room. He continued searching for a way out of the building. He wanted to put as much space between that room and himself. As if on cue, his new black thing beeped a few times. Stopping and opening it up, he saw a picture of some sort of maze. Wait--it wasn't a maze. It was plans of the building. |
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[Apr. 10th, 2008|12:15 am] |
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Do you guys think OCD is an illness or a part of who someone is? |
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[Mar. 27th, 2007|02:37 pm] |
I guess time eventually finds us all. We can't run from it, and we can't ignore it.
It's always there, ticking away.
And in the end, it seems to find us all, as it did me.
:~tIcToCtIcToC~: |
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[Mar. 22nd, 2007|12:02 am] |
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I think I'm going crazy |
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[Dec. 22nd, 2006|04:58 pm] |
So don't sit back and watch the days go by
Are you ever gonna live before you die
And when things fall apart
The world has come undone
Leave it all behind
Leave the loneliness alone
You wait forever blind
So come on and leave the years
When you watched the days go by
Come on and leave the fears
That you were afraid to find
Cause while you wait inside
The days go by
So all the memories fade
And the days go by
Forget the lonely yesterdays in mind
I know it's never gonna be the way you like
I know you don't wanna think about the endlessness you find
You wait forever blind
So come on and leave the years
When you watched the days go by
Come on and leave the fears
That you were afraid to find
You're waiting for your time
Waiting for your time
All these days gone wrong
Who broke your fall
What a way to learn
So come on and leave the years
When you watched the days go by
Come on and leave the fears
That you were afraid to find
Time is passing by
Time is passing by
So come on and leave the years
When you watched the days go by
Come on and leave the fears
That you were afraid to find
Cause while you wait inside
The days go by
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Desperate for changing
Starving for truth
I'm Closer to where I started
Chasing after you
I'm falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held onto
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
Forgetting all I'm lacking
Completely incomplete
I'll take your invitation
If you take all of me
Now I'm falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held onto
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
I'm living for the only thing I know
I'm running and not quite sure where to go
And I don't know what I'm diving into
Just hanging by a moment here with you
There's nothing else to lose
There's nothing else to find
There's nothing in the world
That could change my mind
There is nothing else
There is nothing else
There is nothing else
Desperate for changing
Starving for truth
I'm closer to where I started
Chasing after you
I'm falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held onto
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
I'm living for the only thing i know
I'm running and not quite sure where to go
And I don't know what I'm diving into
Just hanging by a moment here with you
Just hanging by a moment
(Here with you)
Hanging by a moment…
(Here with you)
Hanging by a moment…
(Here with you)
Hanging by a moment here with you… |
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[Oct. 24th, 2006|10:17 am] |
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“Expired Warranty
Journal Entry: Sun Oct 22, 2006, 3:42 PM
• Mood: Mortified
• Listening to: Jem - 24
My life warranty has expired!
This is my last journal. I don’t care to explain why, I’m just telling you...
I don’t hate life, I love it. But it’s not for me...
Good bye!”
Stefan Razvan--WinstonLights
1982-2006
We'll miss you |
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[Jul. 7th, 2006|03:47 am] |
Ad Astra Per Aspera
Do you all have dreams?
I hope you do.
We all need something to strive for.
To live for.
"I'm l e a v i n g on a jetplane
Leaving on a jetplane I don't know when I'll be back again
L e a v i n g on a jetplane
Leaving on a jetplane I don't know when I'll be back again"
It is a rough road to the stars.
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I know this pain
Why do lock yourself up in these chains?
No one can change your life except for you
Dont ever let anyone step all over you
Just open your heart and your mind
Is it really fair to feel this way inside?
I guess it's time to turn this life around.
Before it's all over.
You have one life to live.
"Life is fleeting. If you are ever distressed, cast your eyes to the summer sky. When the stars are strung across the velvety night, and when the shooting star streaks through the blackness turning night into day, make a wish and think of me. Make your life spectacular. I know I did."
You have one life to live.
Live it.
Life is too short to brood over small things.
Life is too great to sulk about your own misfortunes.
Life is too beautiful to mess it all up like that.
I'm turning this life around
I broke all the chains that used to tie me down
I'm turning this life around before it's over
Said goodbye to ego and the shame
There's no use in hiding in that fame
I've pulled the leather from my eyes
I put all the stars back in your skies
Rejoice for the happiness of others. I guarantee you seeing them happy will make you happy.
-Some day somebody's gonna make you want to
--Turn around and say goodbye
---Until then baby are you going to let them
----Hold you down and make you cry
-----Don't you know?
------Don't you know things can change
-----Things'll go your way
----If you hold on for one more day
---Can you hold on for one more day
--Things'll go your way
-Hold on for one more day
You could sustain
Or are you comfortable with the pain?
You've got no one to blame for your unhappiness
You got yourself into your own mess
Lettin' your worries pass you by
Don't you think its worth your time
To change your mind?
I'm just coming down from this cloud ahead
World was spinning around the voices echo things that she said
I'm just coming down from this ~starry~ sky
I'm just glad to be here and most of all I'm thankful I'm alive
If even your life is just a ~~~ripple~~~ in the ocean of existence, all of our lives put together can make <<waves>> |
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