Aug. 2nd, 2005

[identity profile] deorcfata.livejournal.com
Im nooooo writer, but I wrote this a few days ago. I was keeping it private on my own journal but id actually like some feedback on it now. Take a guess on who its about. LOL.
Just for you )
[identity profile] deorcfata.livejournal.com
Ok so I see "things". Like people, shadows, animals, alien images. I hear "things". Like people talking to me, my name, hello, death, die, kill, whatever.

Now what I really want to know is....

Am I crazy or do I have crazy "spiritual" power/skill. Like is this my brain making this shit up or is it really there?

I have had it where sometimes other people in the room claim to feel a strange energy. I have been possesed as far as I know. But...somtimes people dont always feel things, and I dont know if it was me or not.

Of coarse I was diagnosed with scitzophrenia(sp?). But, what by DOCTORS.

SO I dont know. Ever since I was little ive had this, this thing. Ack wish i could know what the difference was. Like know for sure what im hearing is for real, or just my brain.

story

Aug. 2nd, 2005 01:59 am
[identity profile] xlovexyourxhate.livejournal.com

I thought I'd share a story I just wrote with you all. Feel free to bash it.

A Broken Mirror )

[identity profile] rottenpeices.livejournal.com

Last one, I promise. For now atleast. This was the first short story I wrote during my year of probation. The forced sobriety made me aware of odd things...like....my imagination! Anyway, I don't want to come off as a story spamming whore here so please do check this out. The first one I posted was the last one I wrote towards my last year of probation meeeeeaning an end to everyday sobriety.

 

 

Yet another )

unexpected

Aug. 2nd, 2005 06:39 am
[identity profile] xlovexyourxhate.livejournal.com
I met this girl who lives where I live. She saw me at an lj community for my school. Now normally I don't get along with people at my school. This girl was special though. I was shocked to find that I infact did get along with her. She doesn't do drugs or drink. We share similar music tastes and music distastes (she actually hates SOAD just like me I was so happy to find someone who agreed with me on that.) We share political views. We like the same movies. She's a night person just like me. It was strange that heres a person who goes to my school and is even in my grade and we have never met before now. I really like this girl I know I only just met her but I'm starting to fall for her. I just hope I don't do anything to screw it up. If I'm lucky I may be able to put an end to my loneliness.

Gawd

Aug. 2nd, 2005 08:53 am
[identity profile] dementedheather.livejournal.com
I SO feel like bitching around today.

Anyone care to be my victim?
[identity profile] satans-harlotte.livejournal.com
i couldnt be bothered post them again ,

Yes.

Aug. 2nd, 2005 12:54 pm
[identity profile] dementedheather.livejournal.com
Everything is good.

You heard me.

Everything. )

Thanks!

Aug. 2nd, 2005 01:47 pm
[identity profile] xkissxmexkillx.livejournal.com
I really appreciate your opinions on the post I made yesterday.


It makes me feel alot better.

(♥Ali)
[identity profile] melroberts.livejournal.com
Does anyone have any idea how I could make a band like the ones MCR always pin to their clothes? Please keep in mind how crap I am with a needle and thread lmao!

Example:
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Thanks in advance!
[identity profile] staindglasstear.livejournal.com
Annabel Lee
by Edgar Allen Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love--
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason, that long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her high-born kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre,
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angel, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me...
Yes!--that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we,
Of many far wiser than we--
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee,

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling--my darling--my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
[identity profile] myownincubus.livejournal.com

 

 

 

 

 

[ Lizbeth ]

[identity profile] blind-insanity.livejournal.com
Alright everyone, time for a trip to the beach! We're all going mad(der) in here. So break out your suits and lets go!

*Grabs rubber ducks and beach ball*

EDIT: New plan, we're no longer going to the beach. Now we're off to the zoo.
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