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the circus
as the three muskateers got fed up/done with finals, they decided to go out and have fun!
well the three muskateers and luke!
with the tune of sex and the city in luke's head, the tune of ghost wisperer in shoug heads and big bang theory in talals, i was left tune-less after i realized that i looked like ten miles of bad road!
somehow i had unruly hair! a weird patch of facial hair and dark circles under my eyes!
what happened?
so i got all pissed and tried to call it off, but apparently, i dont always look like a young marlon brando! - i know there is not similarity but you dont have to be bitchy! -so after the harsh realization, i got myself fixed, and i looked like myslef again.so, long story short!luke drove us to the circus!it was awesome!
we saw the bearded lady, the jugeling boy, the fire breathing triplets, the dork, the tiger trainer and his tigers, but what i really enjoyed, the knife knight!
he is a master in throwing knifes, it is/was fascinating! so, he got his assistant to be crucified - momentarily ofcourse! - and got her spinning, then, he started throwing his knifes, out of no where! WOW!
i was freaked out! - in a good way! -so when he started to ask for one person to volenteer for his hand show, i jumped screaming "anna anna" which means me me!
thats when shoug elbowed me in the stomach!but i kept on shouting!
so, i was picked, 2nd after a slutty 7 year old girl! - she was wearing strabless minni dress -!!!when that whory girl is done, i fluttered -just like a tranny prostitute in new jersy running to her pick up! - or so i've been told by luke, who by the way got elbowed too
!now, the guy instructed me to throw the knife, he got behind me, and helped me throw it..I HIT THE SPOT!
Like OMG right?i havent done anything new in ages!after this i promised myself to do new stuff and to re-new my life, at least to feel alive again!
..(K) luke!!
well the three muskateers and luke!
with the tune of sex and the city in luke's head, the tune of ghost wisperer in shoug heads and big bang theory in talals, i was left tune-less after i realized that i looked like ten miles of bad road!
somehow i had unruly hair! a weird patch of facial hair and dark circles under my eyes!
what happened?
so i got all pissed and tried to call it off, but apparently, i dont always look like a young marlon brando! - i know there is not similarity but you dont have to be bitchy! -so after the harsh realization, i got myself fixed, and i looked like myslef again.so, long story short!luke drove us to the circus!it was awesome!
we saw the bearded lady, the jugeling boy, the fire breathing triplets, the dork, the tiger trainer and his tigers, but what i really enjoyed, the knife knight!
he is a master in throwing knifes, it is/was fascinating! so, he got his assistant to be crucified - momentarily ofcourse! - and got her spinning, then, he started throwing his knifes, out of no where! WOW!
i was freaked out! - in a good way! -so when he started to ask for one person to volenteer for his hand show, i jumped screaming "anna anna" which means me me!
thats when shoug elbowed me in the stomach!but i kept on shouting!
so, i was picked, 2nd after a slutty 7 year old girl! - she was wearing strabless minni dress -!!!when that whory girl is done, i fluttered -just like a tranny prostitute in new jersy running to her pick up! - or so i've been told by luke, who by the way got elbowed too
!now, the guy instructed me to throw the knife, he got behind me, and helped me throw it..I HIT THE SPOT!
Like OMG right?i havent done anything new in ages!after this i promised myself to do new stuff and to re-new my life, at least to feel alive again!
..(K) luke!!
the little angel
she was just a little girl, she wanted to be a princess, an astronaut, a ballerina, a doctor and most of all she wanted to be a monkey!
she is alive on candy, she really likes candy, parents locked the candy in a cabinet so she would eat her veggies :)
the girl was a star in KG, the lead kid in the musical, the kid was adorable, she had the corckiest laugh, she loved tv, she copied her favorite cartoon characters, she loved to sing and most of all, she was a big fat liar.
the kid got abused, but she never understood it, she used to be beaten up for her little faliures, you know like loosing some money, she listened though, she really was kind hearted, i mean it showed, she was such a good girl, she stole though, candy from the cabinet and from the KG box, she skipped the classes to go to the music room, she really loved music, she wanted to play the piano, but they gave her the drums, so she settled, at least she sat close to it, she really couldn't relate to the other kids, no one realized that, but she did, she was just questioning why she has no friends, but as time went by, she had more things to think about, all she wanted is to impress her parents, she had weird parents, abusive father and emotionally shattered mother with no personality.
the thing with the girl is that she grew up to be a bright student, somehow she wasn't comprehending what she feels, she didn't know she was sad, she kept on asking herself questions that honestly no adult could ever answer.
people wanted their kids to be a splitting image of her, they wished she was theirs, i mean what else would any parent want, smart kid, pretty, polite, i mean she was the trophy kid!
but she stole and lied!
i mean yes she was abused and beaten weekly, sometimes daily, but why did she lie and steal?
no one really knew why, i mean she was fed and clothed, she had a roof over head, why would she lie? why would she steal?
why would she be chicken of other kids?
why would she get a lower grade than a full mark?
she is fed and clothed!
she is fuckin' fed and clothed!!! why isn't she getting full grades?
why is she getting 4/5? why not 5/5?
this kid need to be disciplined!
and so she was... a couple of slaps, a couple of bambo sticks dancing on her spine, she became an A student.
she grew up... had sex in a bathroom.
a public bathroom.
years later, she fell in love, but it didn't quite work out...
any way...
the little angel is now shattered to pieces, last time i saw her she was giving her self to any one who wants to take her home...
the little angel doesnt lie anymore...
the little angel doesnt steal candy anymore...
the little angel is now my best friend, and i am gonna take care of her now, because the little angel just died in my arms...
promising that she will never lie again...
promising to never steal candy again...
she is alive on candy, she really likes candy, parents locked the candy in a cabinet so she would eat her veggies :)
the girl was a star in KG, the lead kid in the musical, the kid was adorable, she had the corckiest laugh, she loved tv, she copied her favorite cartoon characters, she loved to sing and most of all, she was a big fat liar.
the kid got abused, but she never understood it, she used to be beaten up for her little faliures, you know like loosing some money, she listened though, she really was kind hearted, i mean it showed, she was such a good girl, she stole though, candy from the cabinet and from the KG box, she skipped the classes to go to the music room, she really loved music, she wanted to play the piano, but they gave her the drums, so she settled, at least she sat close to it, she really couldn't relate to the other kids, no one realized that, but she did, she was just questioning why she has no friends, but as time went by, she had more things to think about, all she wanted is to impress her parents, she had weird parents, abusive father and emotionally shattered mother with no personality.
the thing with the girl is that she grew up to be a bright student, somehow she wasn't comprehending what she feels, she didn't know she was sad, she kept on asking herself questions that honestly no adult could ever answer.
people wanted their kids to be a splitting image of her, they wished she was theirs, i mean what else would any parent want, smart kid, pretty, polite, i mean she was the trophy kid!
but she stole and lied!
i mean yes she was abused and beaten weekly, sometimes daily, but why did she lie and steal?
no one really knew why, i mean she was fed and clothed, she had a roof over head, why would she lie? why would she steal?
why would she be chicken of other kids?
why would she get a lower grade than a full mark?
she is fed and clothed!
she is fuckin' fed and clothed!!! why isn't she getting full grades?
why is she getting 4/5? why not 5/5?
this kid need to be disciplined!
and so she was... a couple of slaps, a couple of bambo sticks dancing on her spine, she became an A student.
she grew up... had sex in a bathroom.
a public bathroom.
years later, she fell in love, but it didn't quite work out...
any way...
the little angel is now shattered to pieces, last time i saw her she was giving her self to any one who wants to take her home...
the little angel doesnt lie anymore...
the little angel doesnt steal candy anymore...
the little angel is now my best friend, and i am gonna take care of her now, because the little angel just died in my arms...
promising that she will never lie again...
promising to never steal candy again...
Collect Me.
Don't follow me I think I am lost
Don't ask me where to go...
I am just walking on the coast
With a mind about to blow
Like a miner I dig and drill
My own mind's history...
Searching for answers still
To reveal my hidden mystery
Between the leaves of your tree
I see light breaking through
Trying to set my mind free
Trying to give my mind a clue
What kind of path is mine...
Leading to the city of illusion
Pushing me a cross the line
To the point of so much confusion
Don't get decieved by my look
My pain is internal ignore...
Read my shouts a mysterious book
I shall name it the promised door
Sadly, my shouts isn't strong enough...
To break all the spreading ice
My heart is tired of being tough
Of a destiny based on random dice
Everything around me is so cold
Can you feel my words speaking loud !?
My heart... my mind... I will explode !
Can you hear my whispers within my crowd !?
Of course you can't and will not bother
Of course it's hard to understand my brain
Complicated puzzles, one inside another
Ends with the remaining ashes of my pain
Collect me before I disappear
I am fainting away with the wind
To some where far away from here
So far to the furthest dead end
Collect me before I lose control
Before the sand mixes my remaining ashes
Collect me before I leave my soul
Before I fall seeing all my memory flashes.
By: Vincent Valentine, 13/4/2009, 6:00am.
Realm of Queer.
I wait, yet what for?
For a complete disappear?
For a promised day?
To devour me more...
Into the realm of queer...
Perhaps I should stay
Or maybe try the realm's door
Why should I fear?
I am ruined anyway...
Perhaps it's time to explore
There must be a reason I am here
Maybe the day is today...
Maybe I am sick of this crowded town
So many moving things, so many people
Hateful gargoyles staring at me down
Built naturally just to enfeeble
Every remaining true sense
Every pool I made by tears
My old passion my true essence
Falling surge of massive fears
Yelling at me... wait no more
Behind your shadow you can't hide
Go in the door of folklore
A twinkle wasp shall be your guide
To the land of beautiful lenience
Rhymed by the murmur of a drone
With the magical melody of silence
I cleave the mist wondering alone
The realm of spectral light
Of flying mushrooms around
Tranquil gist of true bright
Wihin the land of floating ground
I stand on a huge oyster shell
With emerald pearl in the middle
Surrounded by trees with ginger smell
I stand alone enjoying the riddle
The vision of unlimited dream
Of pure natural atmosphere
Surrounded by geyser's warm steam
I venture exploring the realm of queer
A place I can be alone by my own
Ascending to the peak of my mind
No one to argue with, no ringing phone
Hidden in a place you can never find
I got rid of the compass and my map
Just swimming in my dreams non-stop
Enjoying the fantasy of my longest nap
Let me dream, let me never wake up.
By: Vincent Valentine, 26/3/2009, 2:00am.
For a complete disappear?
For a promised day?
To devour me more...
Into the realm of queer...
Perhaps I should stay
Or maybe try the realm's door
Why should I fear?
I am ruined anyway...
Perhaps it's time to explore
There must be a reason I am here
Maybe the day is today...
Maybe I am sick of this crowded town
So many moving things, so many people
Hateful gargoyles staring at me down
Built naturally just to enfeeble
Every remaining true sense
Every pool I made by tears
My old passion my true essence
Falling surge of massive fears
Yelling at me... wait no more
Behind your shadow you can't hide
Go in the door of folklore
A twinkle wasp shall be your guide
To the land of beautiful lenience
Rhymed by the murmur of a drone
With the magical melody of silence
I cleave the mist wondering alone
The realm of spectral light
Of flying mushrooms around
Tranquil gist of true bright
Wihin the land of floating ground
I stand on a huge oyster shell
With emerald pearl in the middle
Surrounded by trees with ginger smell
I stand alone enjoying the riddle
The vision of unlimited dream
Of pure natural atmosphere
Surrounded by geyser's warm steam
I venture exploring the realm of queer
A place I can be alone by my own
Ascending to the peak of my mind
No one to argue with, no ringing phone
Hidden in a place you can never find
I got rid of the compass and my map
Just swimming in my dreams non-stop
Enjoying the fantasy of my longest nap
Let me dream, let me never wake up.
By: Vincent Valentine, 26/3/2009, 2:00am.
Faded moon.
Like an angel fell from the sky
Like a remedy to my broken heart
Snatched me up somewhere high...
Excessive happiness from the start
Perfect shape, amazing style
Phenomenal, gorgeous and adorable
The way you talk the way you smile
It's just so insanely incredible
Yet I knew the wind is coming soon
To dampen this lovely candle...
I knew it's going to be a faded moon
It's just too much for me to handle
You deserve real joy... you really do
I am a ghost... I am simply not real
An easy choice between false or true...
My wounds are too much for you to heal
So since we both know what's up...
And since the beginning is the end
Let's not make this moment a stop...
I'll be glad to have you as a friend.
By Vincent Valentine; 14/3/2009, 5:30 am.
Like a remedy to my broken heart
Snatched me up somewhere high...
Excessive happiness from the start
Perfect shape, amazing style
Phenomenal, gorgeous and adorable
The way you talk the way you smile
It's just so insanely incredible
Yet I knew the wind is coming soon
To dampen this lovely candle...
I knew it's going to be a faded moon
It's just too much for me to handle
You deserve real joy... you really do
I am a ghost... I am simply not real
An easy choice between false or true...
My wounds are too much for you to heal
So since we both know what's up...
And since the beginning is the end
Let's not make this moment a stop...
I'll be glad to have you as a friend.
By Vincent Valentine; 14/3/2009, 5:30 am.
To S.
my friend shoug called me the other day and i started telling her a few things about whats going on.
the cinversation was long, and she ended it up with "babe, untill you learn to love yourself, you will never know how to love any body else"
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