omg rant time.
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I wasn't beaten or anything as a child...i mean we arnt talking abuse. I mean that if you fuck something up, you pay for it. This causes the creation of a conscience.
-Sarah
Goodbye you liar,
Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything
Then you think you will inspire
Take apart your head
(and I wish I could inspire)
Take apart your demons, then you add it to the list.
Goodbye you liar,
Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything
Then you think you will inspire
Take apart your head
(and I wish I could inspire)
Take apart your demons, then you add it to the list.
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...they last spanked me when i was 6 and for some reason they decided that taking the phone away from me after that was more suitable than a spanking...i was 7...i diddnt even use the phone at the time!!!!
damn hoodlums
damn hoodlums
"there is nothing because there are no words with wich to think any other way than regurgitating slogans and propaganda that has been served to you by the government. people become human soundtracks. it prevents self expression and without words to express individual thoughts what becomes of a person? they are nothing but an extention of human power"-Yvette S.
One day we went to kindergarten and they never let us out...
cant sleep the clowns will eat me
We all miss the big daddy quick....
*Liz...R*
One day we went to kindergarten and they never let us out...
cant sleep the clowns will eat me
We all miss the big daddy quick....
*Liz...R*
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my folks were pretty strict on my older sister, but she rebelled so much that it made it even worse for me. After a while though, I lulled them into a false sense of security. To this day my mom still thinks I'm a 'perfect kid'. 

"When looking up there, I just felt whole, like I belonged. Like one day I too would shine my most brilliant. Sitting there also made me think about sitting through services at my little country church back home. About that never-changing congregation of the same sixty-seven people and everyone has known you since before you were born. Now, out here in the real world, everything just seemed more vivid than when I used to sit in that little pew. That pew that was now so, so far away from where I was. I feared I had somehow left God behind there, too. I feared he was somehow just sitting there, saving my seat on the fifth pew from the front row, just waiting on me to come back. I left so quickly, I worried that he may not have noticed I was gone. And, now, I’m just too far away to find. So he’s just sitting there, patiently waiting on me to come back. I closed my eyes and prayed a moment. I hoped more than anything that he could still hear me." -an excerpt from my novella, A Sea of Fallen Leaves.
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Trent speaks the truth. You make them think you're the "perfect kid", and then they just stick with that notion and you're set. 

Without you I'm as good as
dead ...