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16 entries this month
10:20 Mar 29 2008
Times Read: 631
Well, I feel less then useless. I guess I don't do a good enough job...
*looks at Coven page*
14:21 Mar 28 2008
Times Read: 635
Life events recently are definitely slightly less then stellar. And the actives I'm choosing to do to keep my mind away from the thoughts of the slightly less then stellar life events are highly frustrating me. [no it's nothing like drugs and the sort!] I need a new hobby. Or new people in my life [that live close to me]. Damn.
01:00 Mar 25 2008
Times Read: 646
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Date: 22:33:25 - Mar 19 2008
Rating: 1
Comment: i find you you obtuse and lacking in depth!
This comment just cracks me up. If your going to use intelligent words I recommend knowing proper English.
I think you might have meant,
"I find you, you obtuse and lacking in depth!
Or this,
"I find you obtuse and lacking in depth!"
Which the second one is proper English. So try and learn it before you try to insult someone. Thanks.
20:57 Mar 24 2008
Times Read: 649
13:15 Mar 20 2008
Times Read: 659
So the decree I made in a back entry about meeting new and old members and making new friends, if definitely happening.
I'm back in Sanctus Acuity. Have been for a while. And I've gotten quite comfy. Sacred and Azreal have bestowed the privileges of Forum Master and Trade Master on me.
I've met quite a rounded out group of people. Some that I had seen before on the site, some just starting out. And a few good old friends. But one does stand out amongst the rest.
REMEDY
You're such a sweetheart. And I'm glad that this time around in Sanctus Acuity we got the chance to speak and become friends. (see previous entry). It's nice to meet people as genuine as you, despite whatever others may have to say. You rock my socks!
12:51 Mar 20 2008
Times Read: 661
21:31 Mar 19 2008
Times Read: 669
It's a long process to get from here to there.
It's the time that flies by that you never realize.
The moment spent and tossed aside.
Look back and make sure there's no shadow of regret.
Wash clean the doubt of the un-lived chances.
Embrace the present.
Hope to hell for the future.
And pray the those that wrong you pay in blood for there sins.
Walk the long road, instead of the short cut.
You'll discover a world of something unknown.
Take in the beauty, the breakdown, and the bad.
See the nightmare as a dream and love it.
Look at reality through the looking glass.
It's so much more interesting that way.
07:38 Mar 15 2008
Times Read: 682
In the time of five and a half hours I begin my final final (what an odd play in words). Today is my last final for this semester. And I'm more then ready to get it over and done with. After this I have a twenty-one day spring break. Whatever will I do with myself? Oh!, the possibilities. I think I'll begin with rest and relaxation. Then I'll skip town and make my way across state for a nighte out. Past those plans I have nothing. But it's nice not to have to plan everything in my future weeks off right now. But I do need a new adventure...
11:02 Mar 13 2008
Times Read: 690
I'll admit, once in a while it's nice to find a message or two in my inbox on here stating someone thinks I'm cute/pretty/beautiful. But they do get old. No, I don't believe I am the most gorgeous female that ever walked the earth, I am not a narcissistic person. But it seems that only one intention is meant by these messages. And sorry to all those sending these messages repetitively, but no I have no intention of trying to "hook-up" with you over the internet or cyber with you. It's not my cup of tea.
It becomes even more bothersome when people are sending messages that say nothing more then,
"Damn girl, you look fine as hell."
"You are so hott and sexy."
"Can we cyber?"
And yes, those are direct quotes from a couple of messages I have received. Though I will not state user names, it's rude to do that.
It's hard to understand how people think messages of this nature are going to get someone's attention. Let alone be used to spark a conversation. If a conversation is what you are looking for, find something with substance to talk about. And then maybe somewhere along the conversation possibly state that you think the person is rather attractive or something to the same ring of a bell.
I'm not here looking for guys or girls for that matter to hook up with. Yes, I have had females on this site send messages of the afore mentioned nefarious nature. I'm here to meet people with kindred interests and to further my understanding of the topic this site was founded on. If I so happen to make a good friend along the way, and we just so happen to have more the friendly feelings towards one another, then so be it. But I don't believe that Cancer constructed this site as a means for people to meet/hook up/cyber with others. Do you?
06:02 Mar 11 2008
Times Read: 705
*Pardon the disturbing and profane words following*
Well to start off this lovely little soliloquy with the inevitable profane language, Fuck! My slight extroversion has gotten me into some extreme vexations. I just can't believe half of the obscure ass backwards notions rolling around in the cavity called a cranium that I have. Dear quack with a note pad you need to give me some seriously damn fine fucking amazing mend altering pills for me to pop to get rid of this shit. Hell! They think I belong in a damn padded room with kittens anyways. Though I seriously think they need to rethink the kitten part. Because without a heavily pad locked industrial strength straight jacket I'm going to rip those still buggers to shreds. Even with that they would need to give me a Hannibal Lector-esque mask because though I might not have movement of my arms I can still chase after those cute little fluffy fucks and bite their damn eats off! Oh! what a wonderful sight for the orderlies to behold coming in to give me a nice big shot of sedative and seeing kitten guts everywhere! Enough about the needs of my being locked away for the safety of humanity, and back to the original profane rate. Is it so bad that I would like to go be all happy go lucky in my own sick sadistic way in my own God damn (yes I just damned God, get over it) world? I think not but I've been rivaled by the opinion of those that think they are so fucking high and mighty, when really they are jacked up let me fuck you for a nickel mindless meat robots that have no common sense (sorry to those who know who I might be referring to this is not a direct attack). Thank you for the all God praising I don't want to see you hurt opinion that has officially crashed all hope and nightmare (dream) of me trying to get to know someone that I desperately beyond the planes of the spiritual realm of this God forsaken hell hole of a universe we call home. Is it absolutely going against the grain so terrible that I would possibly in my own little minute horribly twisted freakishly sadistic mad upside down wonderfully dark contorting world want maybe just to have brutal beaten to a bloody fucking pulp amazingly rough and body breaking scrumping (sex) that could by chance just last all night and burning day long? Or to go to the very slightly softer side of it want just a relationship filled with everything I want and everything he wants, where the nights end it beautiful entanglement of beaten to a bloody mess, gorgeously crimson stained sheets and the most thought rendering unbelievably roughest tender kiss ever? I want him, alright there it is for the whiny kissy ass man sluts of the world to see, in the most unadulterated freakishly twisted sadistic mind-bending body contorting sexually frustrating way. But that's not even the near damn fucking half of it! His thoughts (or at least the ones I can read that are written out) beat out the most exquisite writings of the greatest philosophers of our time and generations and millenniums before! Sorry quack with a note pad but nothing you can prescribe to me can even come close to the high I get when thinking about the words just bouncing around in his mind when we hold a conversation. I die every time I hit send and every time I hit inbox. I wait so fucking impatiently on the edge of oblivion to read the next thought evoking sentence he's so carefully thought to write. I know this sounds like a heavily love-struck over obsessed I'm to the point of stalking this person type of deal. You have no clue, because this is the farther thing from it. And I can hear the damn idiots in the peanut gallery screaming, "Oh! you say that only because you know it's not true. You're trying to convince yourself of it." Get on my level, plane, whatever you may choose to call what I'm on in my thought process ( though I seriously doubt you could handle it) and see just how ass fucking backwards you are in your little assumption about what this is. This is me being completely profane and almost to the point of lost intelligence to get my rant out of my system. So the moral of this completely altered mind story is that I need to stop getting into vexations with extroversion, stop trusting the opinion of the mindless masses and continue on hoping where there is no hope to be found what-so-ever for something that is so far blown out of proportion. Thank you I'm done. Goodnight.
02:52 Mar 11 2008
Times Read: 707
Strangely, you make me tongue tied. I've approached you once with the hopes of conversing. Which I must say succeeded in my favour. But it will not go unsaid that it was quite a challenge. I do not brag about my intelligence, nor do I exuded it as a constant pro to my character, but I am proud of it. And talking to you shook the walls of that pride. I have no problem keeping up intelligent conversation about general topics but it was a challenge to maintain a certain level of intelligence. I enjoyed it thoroughly. I only wish I could find a way to re-strike that match. Introversion is not normally something I experience but in the "presence" of you, I metaphorically tremble. You greatly interest me. And I wish to continue to get to know you. My move in this game of chess it perplexing me. Hopefully the wrong move will not be made, leaving you to call checkmate.
20:49 Mar 10 2008
Times Read: 720
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ThothsAngel
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Date: 16:40:32 - Mar 10 2008
Rating: 10
Comment: Loved playing with your music player... it kept me here for awhile listening to music I've not heard before. Fun!
These are the kind of comments that make my day brighten.
20:35 Mar 10 2008
Times Read: 721
4 votes for "democracy".
2 votes for "dictatorship".
07:16 Mar 09 2008
Times Read: 733
I'm not a toy! Not a something to be played with and left for something better. I know I look like a china doll. And sometimes I may be as fragile as one but I don't enjoi being pulled about by puppet strings. Don't put me in the closet so you can play with something else, and only come back to me when you bore of your new toy. I'm not a toy! I have a mind. A soul. Feelings. And a heart, with heart strings that are slowly coming undone. Watch for it, when they unravel to the end, I'll no longer dance to your will. I'm not a tiny dancer ballerina toy! Behind the porcelain complexion lies the something complex. They same complexity that makes you. I'm not hollow! Void of feeling and emotion! I'm not a toy!
05:56 Mar 09 2008
Times Read: 734
Blood falls from the fingertips of young lovers in the coldest of winter nights. Arms embrace one another and hands grasp on the back capturing both skin and clothing. A head lies nestled in the others shoulder. Lips gently kissing the others neck. Patterns in heart beats pounding out and trampling over itself in an ongoing struggle to push blood throughout the body.
06:31 Mar 06 2008
Times Read: 752
Is it bad that I dream of you? I don't even know you and you're there. Well that's not true, we did know each other once upon a time. But ever since then you haven't left my mind. You're in such close proximity. Less then a half days drive away. And to think we never met. To think we have never truly conversed. I suppose you are far out of my "league". But are you truly? Or was it we just never tried to connect enough. I wish that maybe we could re-connect. Or have you moved on? Have you found a "Mrs." to your "Mr."? Possibly? Maybe? Or is hope not completely lost?
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