Any of you who write songs? I need material.
i was sadden by your departure,....
such distance made my heart rapture,...
with hurt that seem like torture,...
but i can only gaze at your picture,...
or else i can never venture,...
to another nature,..
a sweet flattering revelation...
all i did was smile..chuckle...
...
i can't stop smiling...
OT: anthony! hi! welcome welcome to the forum.. its me jenny of UR105 before..Originally Posted by anTh0Ny
its nice to have you here..
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"FAITH is the confidence that what we hope for will actually happen; it gives us assurance about things we cannot see." (Hebrews 11:1)
a little bit more than i ever wanted
a little bit more than i ever say
did u really think that i've forgotten
kicked out the windshield
water coming in
fade away
fade away..
push just a little too late
is this what u want
what you need
is this what u wanted me to be..
a gray hard bound diary
on the front in silver letters:
2001: human odyssey.
ANONYMOUS
*flips the hard cover*
"let nothing disturb you, let nothing frighten you."
below, written in pencil are two words: LOVE ME.
*flip* 2001
*flip* it's all about me
*flip* yesterday, today and tomorrow
*flip, flip, flip* plan your life.
*flip* make your mark.
flip..
Sa souvraya niende misain ye.
can't flip anymore. too many dark memories. : (
sometimes aimless conversations find ways for better days....
when i feel this way........*thud*....
God mode:
Before [Backspace] will toggle God mode, open the "devmode.lua" file with a text editor. Scroll to the very bottom, and paste the following if it is not present:
function ToggleGod()
if (not god) then
god=1;
else
god=1-god;
end
if (god==1) then
System:LogToConsole("God-Mode ON");
else
System:LogToConsole("God-Mode OFF");
end
end
Input:BindCommandToKey("#ToggleGod()","backspace", 1);
[Backspace] should now work. When God mode is enabled, the number next to the God command in the upper right hand side of the screen tells you how many times you "actually" died, meaning how many times your health reached 0.
i better learn how to cheat Far Cry....this code is tight!!!! :mrgreen:
you are so much like beer...
i want beer so much because my inebriation causes me to suffer less the longing for you. yet in the same matter, i get to think about you a lot and feel you time and time again, as i try to recall you when i talk about you with the people i am drinking beer with... and there too is that chance that i can see you in your hangout when we go there to send ourselves silly with beer. but i know that i will regret it later.
yet that is where i am... no step further. i cannot show them who you are... just what you are like. i cannot pour out the contents of my heart... because that would be suicide...
you. you are what i desire. you are what i wish for. i want to know you. i want to know you better. but i cannot.
beer. you. both are a foot in my own grave. indeed, in my own way i desire death, and i desire the both of you... but a painful death at that if i follow you.
beer; a gamble to see you once again. you; an attempt to live life, an attempt at suicide.
beer is my diversion from painfully thinking of you to possibly seeing you in flesh. a diversion from you to you.
“What we call chaos is just patterns we haven't recognized. What we call random is just patterns we cant decipher. What we can't understand we call nonsense. What we can't read we call gibberish.” - Chuck Palahniuk
YOU
ocean waves... wash my soul...cleanse me of your smile...and the memory of ten fingers.. entwined forever in a hopeless wish... *sigh*
"FAITH is the confidence that what we hope for will actually happen; it gives us assurance about things we cannot see." (Hebrews 11:1)
[size=11px]Thinking. Can't stop thinking.
Think of you. This. That. That Life. That day.
That dream was mine.
A utopian dream.
Your aura; struck me like lightning to a tree.
Pointy, like a star, you shone.
So bright, yet not shining as a star would,
But as apparent as white chalk on a blackboard.
You would not show off like a star.
Yet you did burn so hot, so fiercely, so explosively -
you were a star in my eyes.
But like all stars, you died.
That gas was gone.
No pull between us.
The atmosphere was dry
and I began to choke.
I was taken from my star - like a child being taken from its poor,
drunken mother - I did not know what was happening.
Dazed. Confused. Without true reality, I there sat.
Wondering.
The end of my world had only just begun, with yours beginning.[/size]
"FAITH is the confidence that what we hope for will actually happen; it gives us assurance about things we cannot see." (Hebrews 11:1)
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