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WHAT EVER YOU WNAT? dont care how stupid itll soud or if it makes sanse.


TRY IT....

 

again,
i feel lost
i have nothing to hold on,
i have nothing that makes me happy...
All my happy memories are painfull now,
the past hurts and i see no brighter future...


(this should be a poem, i guess)

 

Mmm... what ever I want, eh?

There is so many indifference within ourselves it's unbeleivable, me also being guilty of it.
I think that it all starts in school.
Although school permits us to make our way comfortably through our system, it trains (most of) students to seek for rewards (good grades... good money...). Sure, we need an education, but because of the way we are educated, because of the motherfucking grades we're used to get a reward quickly or else it's not worth it.
In concequence we (most of us) are indifferent to what doesn't bring a short term reward.

Whatever.

 

Coca Cola

 

i want to build a time machine and go back to 1965 and marry France Gall and kiss her alot, and then go to 1969 to the Woodstock festival with her and watch Jimi Hendrix and Creedence Clearwater Revival and other bands.

 

we hang on to our differences and yet we are all the same.

John Donne was a genius..a morbid genius

do not ask for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for all...

amazing!

 

There has always been something that I wanted to write but it would never come out you know nothing not a single whisper not a single breath of air but still it would all just go go go not stop not even for a second not even to let a single ray of light into a dark room without any sunshine without even any moons or any men or any dances on them as if they were completely mistaken for something that will run away into the opposite direction and therefore consume all of it all without leaving a trace without leaving a shadow but only living yes living without the hope of leaving it all the sun will never go away from your heart as long as you have a sun in the sky and it will not burn out over empty rooms even though the world keeps on rolling into them but oh why do worlds roll when they can bounce so magically off the ceiling and go BOING into space and then just turn into something that goes like you and me and doesn't stop no no not even for pedestrians because no one has any more right of go than they other and yes yes there will be a sign at the end of it all and it will read itself out loud softly speaking into your omnipotent ear and it will say absolutely nothing of importance but you will indeed hear a sound yes a sound it will be the sound of everything that is true such a terrible concept I'd rather believe in lies they are spicy like thunder and on the go you will only find companions in those who just live no lies no truth just life life the one that consumes you for dinner and then shits you out at sunset without thinking about your wellbeing even though you give it all and all gives itself to you and you both collide and the only thing that erupts is your head while you try to figure it all out instead of just going outside and lighting a cigg and digging all the pretty colours because yes indeed there are so many of them and they just shine whereever they can shine like you you shine too without any speculation or admiration the shining just goes on and on into parked cars from which you can steal the batteries in order to produce light in televisions which tell you news that you cannot change but dwell on instead and the clouds will keep on moving and the earth will keep on shakin and humans will die and be reborn again as butterflies and it will all stay the same as long as you just live it out man, live it out.

 

today i was in the snow with some friends i was tryin to have a good time cuz man i hate the cold, so we were just gettin off our snowboards cuz the hill wuz a bummer and we saw 2 or 4 fires at the far end of the railroad we didnt wanna check it out cuz my dog wuz with us so we were walkin back up the hill and 1 of my friends were whinin about how she wanted to see it and my other friend said it wuz probably sum homeless guys how would rape us or wutever people do today and i said we should see if they were all good you know but then my friend went off sayin they would kill us.

so we never went to see who or what the fires were for but really wut do u guys think would happen to us if we ran into some travelers (or home less people if you like):bigear:

 

Bob

 

+5 word Y . Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y
its so weird
who are the brain police?
sex_coca cola_rock and roll

ps. zdravo skopje. veliki pozdrav is pristine.

 

I'm drunk and i feel good

ps. pristine ja vas ljubim

 

okay, so you know how we get in weird zones?
well those zones are called alternate states of mind.
and we have them all the all the time, apparently.
so, it causes you to be focused and unfoucsed simultaneously.
you are focused on the little, unimportant things.
things that wouldn't normally draw your attentions.
you are unfocused on the big and significant things.
things that could protect & prohibit your exsistance.

i also gave 11.5 a name.
it's name is "elve".
and i did the same with 2.5.
and it's name is "twree".

of course, being in a high frame of mind
not limited to, could be the reason 2.5 is extinct.
it's too difficult to pronounce.
go ahead, sober, smart-ass:
see if you can prounce it for me.

even if you can, you'll giggle about it later.
then you will automatically start making fun of yourself.
and then you will remain in giggle-land.
then when you calm it down, finally
you'll no longer be able to say it, yo.
you'll look like a retarded cartoon programed on "slow".
slow motion with difficulty-ennunciated words:
are a bound for low self-esteem, and i tried to warn you.

 

FREE willy!?!?!

 

Let me stay here sky
Among your fluffy clouds
In the middle of nowhere
Hung up in the air
Let me hear these gentle sounds
The wind tells me fairy-tales
While tousling my hair
The earth will never give me wings, sky
It will alw abuse my feet
Forcing to step
Into thorny paths
Watching them bleed
When all i want is to fly...
The earth is not for me
Just look into my eyes-
The eyes of a free bird
Rock me in your arms sky
Give me wings
Let me fly....



That's all i want really... no earth fucking reality...

 

i need love, true love

 

I never know which way to turn.
So sick of being gray.
The midnight sky knows more of me
Than daylight ever may.

 

i never realized how nice the dry, pale brown dirt of my road looked on snow till now..
=]it's nice

 

I think if we can all spread a little more love, in any way we can, the world can really change for the better. Strike up a conversation with a stranger. Buy a homeless person a hot meal. Hug someone who looks down. Pick up a candy wrapper of the ground. What have you got to loose? But we have the world to gain.

 

Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

And yes i was saying that about YOUR post

 

I just sneezed!
I haven't thought about these forums for ages (but it's not as bleak as it seems)
I just played a rock concert with no amplification or microphones
I got home, I sang a song about buffalo
There are cookies!
I put another picture of myself in this gallery because I can't figure out how to delete the old ones, and I really do not want to recall those days. . .