Every time I get stressed, I want to meltdown/die...I realise these are not viable answers, how do I deprogram these instincts? Can anyone recommend a book perhaps?
I Am Not A Good Writer Still I Like To Write My ThoughtsI wrote you a letter But it got lost in the weather It wasn't very clever In retrospect I seldom hear never But I suppose whether It's the norm, you've never Been subjected To all the things, that people often are Eyes full of dreams, that pour out... See More »
If you could go back in time and fix all of your mistakes, making your life perfect...But it would cause a successful friend to plummet into misery, would you do it?
I Want To Write My Random Thoughts And FeelingsSweltering summer days, beating down Freezing nights come around Never cold enough in this apartment Though she's always cold in her lament She just goes silent Then when it's passed, she gets violent Like a calm, and then a storm And she thought... See More »
When you put your toothbrush down, do you rest it with the bristles facing up?Does it matter? Whatever touched the back of your toothbrush is going to touch the inside of your mouth.
I Admire Lisa SimpsonCome gather round, children, It's high time ye learned 'Bout a hero named Homer And a devil named Burns. We'll march 'till we drop The girls and the fellas. We'll fight 'till the death Or else fold like umbrellas. So we'll march day and night By the... See More »
I Think You Have The Right To Write All You Want To WriteWe fell through the cracks long before we had holes in our shoes, But we didn't fall any further, just trailed in blue. In the wake of the tail of shooting icy hue, that hewed through black as it flew. Finding only the husk of the mighty god's arrow,... See More »
I Think You Have The Right To Write All You Want To WriteAnd when the stars went to sleep, We rocked silently, and in the deep Dark we dared not disturb their slumber. The multitudinous numbers, went dark And our hearts thundered in the stark Contrasts of what was yesterday, not quite away. Somehow the... See More »
Is it easier to climb out, or lay down and become food for the buzzards...When we meander through the valley of death? Should we climb, will there be paradise, or more death? Questions, that's all the rational mind does is question... I must only listen to this at the point of question, and silence it as I march forward,... See More » (1)
Do you ever feel like not talking to people?I enjoy talking, and I enjoy working, but I hate doing both simultaneously, as I feel it compromises the quality of both actions. Does anyone else experience this? How do you continue working, while still making the other person feel valued?
If you could pick one food to eat for the rest of your life, what would you pick?I'd pick garlic bread.
I live in a basement...And all I hear is stomping... I wonder if they know they're stomping, but seldom do I ever wonder if it will soon be stopping.
I Think You Have The Right To Write All You Want To WriteA Queen of Light With all her wiles, the wild child beguiles She defies all with a simple smile Her life seems to be a dream Flowing, pure grace palpably streams Her presence a present unprecedented Lament never torments the precarious princess And... See More »
"Without night we wouldn't be able to see the beauty of the stars"Go stare directly at the sun for the next hour... 😆
Do you ever narrate the moments passing in your mind...Just to take gravity off the present, and fence your ego from a situation?
