10-26-2009, 01:17 PM | #86 (permalink) |
Tilted
Location: spokane WA
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cold, bored, and yet extremly happy.
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10-27-2009, 04:27 AM | #90 (permalink) |
Tilted Cat Head
Administrator
Location: Manhattan, NY
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like a diaper lining. in the dark and getting shit on
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10-28-2009, 09:20 AM | #96 (permalink) |
Tilted
Location: spokane WA
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lazy. i need a new job. haha.
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What kind of bee's make milk?! ..............BOOBEES!!! Love grows by giving. The love we give away is the only love we keep. The only way to retain love is to give it away. -- Elbert Hubbard |
10-28-2009, 04:31 PM | #99 (permalink) |
Leaning against the -Sun-
Super Moderator
Location: on the other side
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weird but ok. Digesting, thinking. Getting on with life. Stubbornly refusing to sleep.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look We are ever unapparent. What we are Cannot be transfused into word or book. Our soul from us is infinitely far. However much we give our thoughts the will To be our soul and gesture it abroad, Our hearts are incommunicable still. In what we show ourselves we are ignored. The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged By any skill of thought or trick of seeming. Unto our very selves we are abridged When we would utter to our thought our being. We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams, And each to each other dreams of others' dreams. Fernando Pessoa, 1918 |
10-28-2009, 04:49 PM | #100 (permalink) |
warrior bodhisattva
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Location: East-central Canada
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Broke but strong.
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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing? —Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön Humankind cannot bear very much reality. —From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot |
10-28-2009, 05:44 PM | #102 (permalink) | |
Une petite chou
Location: With All Your Base
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betrayed
sad annoyed sad irritated sad let down intoxicated.
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Here's how life works: you either get to ask for an apology or you get to shoot people. Not both. House Quote:
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10-29-2009, 07:13 AM | #104 (permalink) |
Sober
Location: Eastern Canada
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Nervous. Anxious. Excited. Exhilarated. Terrified. Sort of like my "first time". Except now it may be my last time... different area of life, but still causes the same rush feelings.
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10-29-2009, 07:31 AM | #105 (permalink) |
Teufel Hunden's Freundin
Location: Westminster, CO
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Sleepy, but I'm having coffee, so I'll feel more awake soon. REALLY annoyed that my job is trying to open today instead of staying closed for the snow. It's all about the $$$$.
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11-01-2009, 05:05 AM | #112 (permalink) | |
Une petite chou
Location: With All Your Base
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dissatisfied.
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Here's how life works: you either get to ask for an apology or you get to shoot people. Not both. House Quote:
The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me. Ayn Rand
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11-01-2009, 06:02 AM | #115 (permalink) | |
Une petite chou
Location: With All Your Base
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Annoyed now. The admission that was rescheduled from Thursday to this morning got rescheduled again. And now I'm up.
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Here's how life works: you either get to ask for an apology or you get to shoot people. Not both. House Quote:
The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me. Ayn Rand
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11-01-2009, 04:04 PM | #118 (permalink) |
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Location: ❤
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More loss more loss more loss.
My dear sweet lady across the hall neighbor & friend, The lady next to her apt, also.. all gone. ...and now the lovely gentlemean to the right of my apt. We had the biggest crush on each other. He had 90 plus years of good living, wits included. It still hurts. Another loss compounds other losses. I understand more fully, that look in the eyes of the old. Each passing moment is a lesson. My ex-mother-law had to endure five of her seven children dying before her. I'm the youngster at the home for the elderly and disabled. How am I feeling? Light and variable. In the moment. Horny. Alive. |
11-01-2009, 06:19 PM | #120 (permalink) | |
Une petite chou
Location: With All Your Base
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tired.
annoyed. and a little hurt.
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Here's how life works: you either get to ask for an apology or you get to shoot people. Not both. House Quote:
The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me. Ayn Rand
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