Curious thoughts

[vasisentrosi.livejournal.com]

Hmmm, has anyone ever heard the Dr. Demento/Napoleon XXIV CD? you know, the one with "they're coming to take me away", "Place where the nuts chase the squirrels", "split level head", and "Dr. Psychi the cut-rate head shrinker". Well, when listening to it (just kinda curious here to make sure I'm not the only one) did you ever find yourself oddly relaxed, or happy, or just feeling like the songs made complete sense?

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[sacratum-angel.livejournal.com]

well, lol
i havent posted in here in forever but i think i'll start again.
god so much has changed.

first off i'm not married anymore....devin went to iraq and broke our vows...he cheated.
sad to think i could be faithful and deal with the loss of his presence for almost a year but his dick couldnt even be content with his hand.
fucking asshole.

met a guy lol his name was micheal.
nicknamed ghost.
its was so perfect, moved in together....for 9 months.he got obsessed...following me when i went to my moms...so worried i would leave him.
all his friends were inlove with me..even the girls..
he was so paranoied someone would catch my eyes he started to change..
he wondered if he could be the man i needed which in turn took over leaving him an empty shell.
i broke it off the day he called me a whore for making eye contact with his best friend for TO long he said.
my heart was so broken....first devin and now ghost.
what is love i though.
will it ever be somehting other then what they use to rip me apart?

met Maglan vinn , this indian god lol...
long black hair... deep eyes and omg his lips lol.
he is only 20 yet he seems so wise..and so fucking smart it shocks me even to this day.

well,thats all for now i guess.
the phone rings Maglan lol.


~nix

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[insane-whispers.livejournal.com]

I'm tired but I cant sleep. I hate that crap.

Who wants to talk? And if it matters I'm 19 and female. (like it really matters anyway.) Drop me your Screen Name on aim in a comment and I'll screen it so no one else can see.

*passes out* I need human interaction.

Silent Laments

[dementedheather.livejournal.com]

[Edit] Bah. Deleted the poem. It was just stupid crap. Sorry to bother you. *embarassed*

You can still read that sh*t in my lj, if you really want to puke. Sorry. Really sorry.

[Edit the 2nd]
Feh.
I don't know why I'm doing this.
Here's that poem, if you insist...
I'll put it under a cut, so you other people don't have to read it. Crap.
( That poem, you know )

Bah, I don't know what's wrong with me today.
Best you forget you know me.

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[stillbourne.livejournal.com]

800% better now. Nothing major happened. I remember everything. (YAY!) only my ancle got some gashes, but nothing serious. saw some death on film, a friend brought me an antique medical device. soon I will need a storage thing for all my asylum equipment I been collecting (stealing from this place. heh). This all helped me focus on things other than me and I made it thru. Someone get me a new brain. this one sucks.

A Crow story

[connor-obain.livejournal.com]

Did this a while back, hope you all enjoy

( A Crow story )

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[stillbourne.livejournal.com]

swgrrl took this awesome asylum photo of me in January. I just received it today.
(BIG, gory, triggering, NWS)
( Read more... )

hi

[little-lottie.livejournal.com]

hi, i'm new around here, started looking at your posts 2 or 3 days ago and decided it was about time to introduce myself: now i dont know what to say. i'll let you guys ask the questions.

poetry?

[lynxstarfire.livejournal.com]

Existing to breathe,
breathing to be,
being to know,
knowing to see,( Read more... )

M.B 05-09-05

x-posted to: _asylum__concupiscent_poetic_thoughtsweirdnesswitches_quill

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[stillbourne.livejournal.com]

A Confession Booth

I got a myspace

[haduaheart.livejournal.com]

Add Me Plzey !
www.myspace.com/n0s0ult0sell

Forgive me

[dementedheather.livejournal.com]

I am sorry.

I am sorry for being this whiny little heap of crap I am right now. This is not like me.

I am sorry I can't cheer anyone up today, though I would love to.

I am sorry all the memories now keep flashing back like a boomerang, hitting my vital organs so hard that I feel like dying from the pain.

I am sorry I can't tell anyone what's exactly going on in my mind because it's too hard to give words to it.

I am sorry for bothering all of you with my boring crap.




I am sorry I killed you, dad...

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[dead-immortal.livejournal.com]

I really hate my lj.
I wish i could just burn it...
That's it!
We'll all have a bonfire!
Heather, bring the cookies! =P

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[happynekko.livejournal.com]

F-ing exhausted, but its the good kind of exhausted.

I AM FUCKING FREE!!!

I can't beleive I trapped myself in a hellish hole just to keep the peace.
It was only my love for you that kept me breathing.
Like the golden bird trapped behind the tarnished bars, bearly alive, but kept singing anyway.
That place would have killed me, I'm sure.
Thank gods and powers that you saw that, saw my suffering and delivered me.
Saved me from evil.
I now know who my friends are.
I now know who it is I can count on.
And who I know will only slaughter me when my back is turned.
To them I throw the middle finger, laugh in their face becuase I am gone.
I am free from them and their fucking cages, their strange and stiffling codependancy.
I am never going back.

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[frigid-crimson.livejournal.com]

if you've never searched your own name at Googlism you MUST. its hilarious, at least i think so.

( Googlism for: wren )

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[vasisentrosi.livejournal.com]

Why must we always do things to ourselves to cause us pain? Can we not live our lives with happiness? I find that recently I've been doing things that are causing me more and more emotional pain and problems. Why can I not be content with actual happiness? Why must we choose people that will cause us to have emotional problems? Is this normal? Do we as humans have to have deep emotional scars just so we can know we can feel them? Isn't there another way to feel a deep emotion without the pain? I saw a show last night where someone said that there's a reason why we repeatedly hit ourselves with a hammer, it's because it feels so good when we finally stop. So I have two questions to that. First off, why do we have to do it in the first place just to feel that good, and secondly, why do we do it knowing how much pain it will cause, is the pleasure really that much worth the pain?

Ok, doubt and questions done, I'm off to watch cartoons [japanime] kill each other.