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[rottenpeices.livejournal.com]

Drown and surface
Over and over again
Drown and surface
Get pulled under
Lose your breath
So close to death
Reaching for those last breaths
Trying to figure out if this is some sort of test
Before the time comes for the eternal rest
Wanting to be the best yet finding so much less
Yearning for such simplicity yet getting lost in all this complexity
Sobriety transforming into anxiety
And no folks
Its NOT society
Its me and it doesn't take much to see
Gaze upon me for a moment and attempt to feel my torment
God, I try to fight the beast but at times it feels like Eli's ceased to be

Crawl walk stumble die

E

Weeeee

[majinjanemba.livejournal.com]

As of July 5th in a drunken horny moment me and my girlfriend Kristina and my friend Matt and His girlfriend/wife Debbie had sex in front of each other. I must say it was different and kristi and Debra had some boobie grabbing moments. I thought I would share this with you because...well.....I dont post enough.

Group Activity....Yay!

[happynekko.livejournal.com]

scryptic gave me this idea.

Post the strangest/most f-ed up/weirdest thing you've found on the web within the past two weeks here (or, a picture you just happen to have, that'd work too).

If you want, put a little explination of why it bothers/frazzles/interests/fascinates or makes you laugh. To save space....links are good.

^_^

Lets see some downright weirdness, people!

Bebe?

[scryptic.livejournal.com]

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I Love These Things...

[scryptic.livejournal.com]

I'm such a geek...

http://www.fun-with-words.com/rebus_puzzles_01.html

(Check the answers after to move to the next set of puzzles.)


T'is a cool site overall if you're a 'Word Nerd' like me.

A walkway through time....

[ecchi-chan.livejournal.com]

I was cleaning the other day, just my normal obsessed every little nook and cranny all dirt and grime must die a horrible death at the hands of Mr. Clean and his buddy Lysol...when something on the floor caught my attention. Now, I have to say this first of all...I am a pack rat to a point - yes. I still have my ratty old Winnie the Pooh who saw me faithfully through my Kindergarten yr. at Catholic school. I have a shoe box of notes passed to me from friends I still value to this day. There's the Strawberry Shortcake shoelaces that I used as pony tail holders when I was in HS. I loved to be different in a fun way.

My old Brainy, Smurfette, and Papa Smurf plastic figurine set I purchased at a yard sale for 10 cents when I was 14 has an honourable place on top my bedroom TV. I have a photo album filled with every sticker I have ever aquired since I was 7. And lastly of my treasured momentos - a poster of Johnny Depp from 21 Jump Street.

I have been hauling these priceless treasures around with me since I moved home and went to college. Brought them with me when I married and moved from the dorms to "our" first apartment. I have packed up and unpacked only to do it again these precious items 5 times since that day I said goodbye to my hapless life as a teen to adulthood and all it's comings and goings.

So when I saw this oddly familiar item lying on the floor of my house, I was taken aback. It was an address book from when I was 13 yrs. old. I had not seen it since I was...15? So how this item found it's way into my house of the past year, 1000 miles away from where it was the last time I saw it...I have no clue.

Looking through the pages, I read the names, and was astounded - some I knew immediately who they were, otehrs, it took a few moments for visualizations and memory to kick in...and then there were the masses I had no clue who they were. Obviously, at that time, they meant something else I would not have their names and phone numbers, or little comments by them. Such things as a big smiley by Tim Reeves's number...and a call between 6-7. Yet, I have no clue who this guy is.

I sat there, reading the list of names, remembering people and moments, and I was suddenly struck by how many people we meet in our lives that are only passing faces. Once friends suddenly gone aquaintance to nothing more than empty meaning names written in purple gel pen. Kinda freaky, and sad. I think relationships, friends and aquaintances both, as we grow older hold more meaning - lasting longer in our memories than those of our youth. I think everyone should hold on to their address books from their childhood, because we never know when they will spring up on us and remind me of our greatest journey's, our best moments, and our worst. It's a good anchoring for the here and now...or a smack in the face for we once were.

Just thought I'd share. Sorry so long.

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[onewho.livejournal.com]

Ok, Since my Invite thing doesnt seem to be working. All you Lefties are invited to join my new Community. If you posted that you are infact Left Handed, then just send your request and your in.
http://www.livejournal.com/community/lefttopia/

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[happynekko.livejournal.com]

I lost my job today.

I don't know how I'm going to make it...

I'm scared.

AND THE LION SAID, "I KNOW, WE'LL CALL IT UM BONGO!"

[melroberts.livejournal.com]

Well, the voices in my head said for me to introduce myself............................hi! I'm Mel. You're all free to read my journal, and add me, but please comment somewhere on my journal so I know to return the favour. I'm from Newcastle, UK and im 15....and I don't know what else to put.

Question...

[myownincubus.livejournal.com]

Is there a piece of jewelry that you always wear no matter what?

[ Lizbeth ]