4.
Gestern ließ ich mir my 2nd Tattoo sting.
long time I wondered what I should choose, because I wanted to represent that it is both my past, present and future will be. So I opted for the Japanese characters 梦 (read: yume). It means dream, dream, illusion, vision or something that proves to be untrue ...
This can be such a wide range of interpretations, so that it always seems to fit. Because I turn to
the importance of my early childhood, it appears to me merely as a fade incipient, dream, which is far out of reach. Dannach followed illusions of friendship, love and happiness, which proved to be wrong and I realized that I'm best off not to rely on themselves, because one will not give away or disappointed. When this happens, however, that despite caution, so one has to answer it himself.
In my current condition I do not have that, you need to move forward to ... I have no Wusch dream, nothing that dares to covet my heart. Everything seems so distant and alien to the reality and acts, not as real as those nightmares that haunt me at night, if I manage myself and lay down to sleep ...
What does the future I will not venture to guess it and I do not desire to express suspicions, but no matter what will happen. No one remains forever without wishes and dreams, but if it should be the case with me should be, so I will still have the illusion of life ... Or the death which will free me from the dream, as designated by the general public lives.
that I may find peace ... Again, I
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Things To Do For A 9 Month Anniversary
3.
have launched a night without sleep behind me ...
think I constantly about it, which of my many sites is my true self. I never come to a decision, because I do not know. Most likely, my true self from a mixture of all these pages, however different they may be. Some hate me and others I love ...
How should I expect as can that others know me and understand where I am but from one to the other moment completely different characteristics of the day put ... How will they know when they are against whom?
As if I would wear the mask and mask every time I air the one that comes to the fore the next ... Is my true self buried so deep ... Each of these pages is to balance a part of me and so I dare not, what is real and which one I created, illusion ...
Am I encountered so often rejected, that I even began to refuse ... At the moment I get a lot of affection brought against, or at least the person for whom I hold them. However, I want this affection not because I want to find the way back to me, because I've lost me and it is the heaviest loss I've suffered, it is now clear to me. Return to top. Once again I will have to tread the path of self-discovery, which I was previously a few years of my living cost ... Only remain the question of whether the years I again have time, or if my end is closer than it seems. Probably it would be very helpful to have a person who is an emotional matter, but still operates on the same intellectual level, so that you can exchange information without having to fear that they say something hurtful ... Many people seem to think too stupid to, or as though they feared something to recognize what frightens them. Many do not recognize themselves, because they are afraid the person that viewed from that point on the mirror, not liking to, even contemptuous. But I would rather see a person whom I can despise, than to meet a stranger stares at me.
I have to remember where the trail began my self-discovery and return back to the point ... Recently
have launched a night without sleep behind me ...
think I constantly about it, which of my many sites is my true self. I never come to a decision, because I do not know. Most likely, my true self from a mixture of all these pages, however different they may be. Some hate me and others I love ...
How should I expect as can that others know me and understand where I am but from one to the other moment completely different characteristics of the day put ... How will they know when they are against whom?
As if I would wear the mask and mask every time I air the one that comes to the fore the next ... Is my true self buried so deep ... Each of these pages is to balance a part of me and so I dare not, what is real and which one I created, illusion ...
Am I encountered so often rejected, that I even began to refuse ... At the moment I get a lot of affection brought against, or at least the person for whom I hold them. However, I want this affection not because I want to find the way back to me, because I've lost me and it is the heaviest loss I've suffered, it is now clear to me. Return to top. Once again I will have to tread the path of self-discovery, which I was previously a few years of my living cost ... Only remain the question of whether the years I again have time, or if my end is closer than it seems. Probably it would be very helpful to have a person who is an emotional matter, but still operates on the same intellectual level, so that you can exchange information without having to fear that they say something hurtful ... Many people seem to think too stupid to, or as though they feared something to recognize what frightens them. Many do not recognize themselves, because they are afraid the person that viewed from that point on the mirror, not liking to, even contemptuous. But I would rather see a person whom I can despise, than to meet a stranger stares at me.
I have to remember where the trail began my self-discovery and return back to the point ... Recently
Monday, February 19, 2007
Does Great Clips Do Shape Ups
2.
torments me again and again this one thought. I am alone. There are many people who would enjoy spending time with me, who want to be my friends, but they can give me what I want.
Even in their society, I feel alone and lost.
My soul and my heart cry out for salvation, I will not continue aimlessly wander about in this cold world. I will not add on and act like a puppet. One should not live and work, but I can not. I want to go my own way, or none at all.
When hope vanishes into the darkness and disappears, the last ray of hope on the horizon, what we should then live? Each additional gray day to go through, with no prospect of better times, with no prospect of a future that is worth living. I hoped my feelings, to have already killed a long time ago, but that pain which I feel right now makes me understand how wrong that assumption was. To atone for that mistake, I'll still long, because even in moments the emptiness I remember that pain and try to stun him with all my resources available to at least a little while ...
is certain it always the same lender, a girl to be loved that seeks dannach ... I know that there are some who love me, but it is not warmed my heart, for the one who gave him a painful blow, it disdains. It was easy to believe finished, I could find my happiness with him, because we are so similar to us. Never before have I met a man who seemed so similar as when I looked into a mirror and saw my counterpart. But just as I love myself and love and hate so I hate him and if he is to me something like that as I thought, then he loves and hates me just the way he loves and hates. No longer able to think, to sleep, even food and drink disdaining I can not turn a thought of him, always in the knowledge lost it for me to know. The pain gripped firmly to my chest so that I even breathing is difficult and that pain in my heart, which are physically conditioned to grow, with every rising moon. If I Was hopes to redeem this weak body? Some wounds heal, the time is not, those who keep us firmly in her mouth and forged with her, from complaints and despair, iron chains excite us to the ground and shackles. Not able to go a step further to be heading to new destinations.
Time and again we hear how people complain about the pain of love, but it is likely only natural that these people are never the sweet taste of true love have cost, because they could then her heart again bind to another person? There can be only one true love and if you lose this one is doomed to be delivered in the darkness, the pain ...
paves Still unseen and a tear its way through the wide face of the velvety soft skin, to announce the break to a small world, but it is ignored.
torments me again and again this one thought. I am alone. There are many people who would enjoy spending time with me, who want to be my friends, but they can give me what I want.
Even in their society, I feel alone and lost.
My soul and my heart cry out for salvation, I will not continue aimlessly wander about in this cold world. I will not add on and act like a puppet. One should not live and work, but I can not. I want to go my own way, or none at all.
When hope vanishes into the darkness and disappears, the last ray of hope on the horizon, what we should then live? Each additional gray day to go through, with no prospect of better times, with no prospect of a future that is worth living. I hoped my feelings, to have already killed a long time ago, but that pain which I feel right now makes me understand how wrong that assumption was. To atone for that mistake, I'll still long, because even in moments the emptiness I remember that pain and try to stun him with all my resources available to at least a little while ...
is certain it always the same lender, a girl to be loved that seeks dannach ... I know that there are some who love me, but it is not warmed my heart, for the one who gave him a painful blow, it disdains. It was easy to believe finished, I could find my happiness with him, because we are so similar to us. Never before have I met a man who seemed so similar as when I looked into a mirror and saw my counterpart. But just as I love myself and love and hate so I hate him and if he is to me something like that as I thought, then he loves and hates me just the way he loves and hates. No longer able to think, to sleep, even food and drink disdaining I can not turn a thought of him, always in the knowledge lost it for me to know. The pain gripped firmly to my chest so that I even breathing is difficult and that pain in my heart, which are physically conditioned to grow, with every rising moon. If I Was hopes to redeem this weak body? Some wounds heal, the time is not, those who keep us firmly in her mouth and forged with her, from complaints and despair, iron chains excite us to the ground and shackles. Not able to go a step further to be heading to new destinations.
Time and again we hear how people complain about the pain of love, but it is likely only natural that these people are never the sweet taste of true love have cost, because they could then her heart again bind to another person? There can be only one true love and if you lose this one is doomed to be delivered in the darkness, the pain ...
paves Still unseen and a tear its way through the wide face of the velvety soft skin, to announce the break to a small world, but it is ignored.
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