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Just Thinking

have u ever just thought of somthing random??.. well just express it here.. anything random is welcome

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    Confusion in mind

    By cantcontainit on May 26th 2009, evening time.
    on topic Just Thinking
    fogive nd forget is wat evry1 feel like doing now a days... nuttin good ever really happens right for me rite now .. i meen cunfusion strikes us all but will we ever get the answers we look for later on in life... suddenly this whole enjoy ur life doesnt seem dso much fun wen ur alone .. nd nobody like dat..
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    BLAH

    By Latronia Twilight on May 26th 2009, late evening.
    on topic Just Thinking
    i do not know what to say or what to think
    i am in love and that is the only thing that is comeing to my mind i love him i love him i love him so much i coudl cry i love him to the point of disobeying the one's i care about so dearly. my father hates him i do not understan why he has not even met him and what the heck am i watching what is emenum doing here shesh did i spell that wrong NYUUU NYUUU I DONT' KNOW WHAT TO WRONG wahhhhh my pet is evil how dair he say he wants loves adn shall charish me and THEN come out o0f no where with a pet of his own or a lover whatever she is i'm fairly annoyed shoudl i be aonneied no not really because i have a love of my life. i'm so odd so very very odd my eyes are burning why do i wish to cry i'm hungry but i hate the food here i want sushie but i can't eat fish why can't i eat fride fish i can eat raw fish but when it comes to thigns liek baked or broioled it ain't happening what shall i do i want my baby i have been away from him for far to long i hate it here i hate being here with my father all together he does not understand me why why WHY why can't he see that i am actually in love why can't he juse let me be. why am i the example the oen taht no matter what i do it's bad it's evil i am not an evil person why does it seem like nothing i do is righ ti really dont' care i still love my father i just dont' want to be here with him. i got a B- wth i have never gotten soemthgin so low goddness i need to stop coplainign my eys still burn i want ot go somewhere and just i dont' know cry i suppose but i dont' know how to cry so it's very werid ya know.
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    Thoughts For The Day

    By eastwind32 on May 27th 2009, early evening.
    on topic Just Thinking
    mournful lips
    hollow eyes
    blood red tears
    repressing sighs
    pity me
    know not why
    gloomy soul
    a martyr, I
    bleak as night
    desperation
    vicious pain
    violation
    cold fear
    twisted thoughts
    sharp edge
    so distraught
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    my life.

    By lostgirltd on May 27th 2009, late evening.
    on topic Just Thinking
    my life this year has been a blur and many things have occurred some have been good some have been bad but mostly i think i am sad for i have love someone for so long an thought that it was gone but then it had rekindled and i fell in love even more then i did with the same person from before and now we have again split up now i am sad and dont know what to do because i love him true ive done almost everything in my power to show my affection yet i feel i might be missing something to make him realize our connection i dont want to be a pain but this is driving me insane i feel that if i tried to talk to him all i would be doing is sending him feather away im not sure if he really cares but i think he is the one who is confused i wish i had an answer to this situation maybe if i tried to use some communication he would be mine again, i just dont get it we where happy sometimes things in life dont make any sense to me i believe things happen for a reason but i wish i knew a reason that we shouldnt be together because i cant see why we cant oh well i guess this is hopeless.
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    stupid poem number one

    By metanoia on May 28th 2009, the wee hours.
    on topic Just Thinking
    I must have been insane
    to think that your breath
    would not fog the glass
    within my small coupe
    on that cold night

    you were like fire
    licking my skin

    making me
    sweat
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    getting rid of trash

    By Armenia on May 28th 2009, early morning.
    on topic Just Thinking
    i keep thinking about my dream last night and i want to tell someone who cares, but thats kind of hard to find these days. i have a boyfriend but he will soon become my X because, well because he's just dumb, really really dumb, he's immature and i probably spelled that wrong, but in any case, he is just child like and he has no sense of responsibility. him and i are TOTAL opposites, he's country i'm city, and that should be enough to describe the both of us. He really does disgust me and i also think he has made himself WAY TO comfortable in my place of residence. i took my key back from him and made sure that everything that belongs to him has been returned. NOW all i gotta do is just break up with him. I'm wondering if i can call him on the phone and do it over the phone or do i actually have to face him and do it. It's not that i'm scared it's more like, i just want to get it over with already and actually meeting up with him to do so is A REAL WASTE of time for me. UGH!!!! Anyway, that's all i gott say about that. I'm out!
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    Loveless

    By softspokeheartbreak on May 28th 2009, mid-morning.
    on topic Just Thinking
    how do you truly fix a broken heart?
    can you ever truly fix a heart?
    how do you get over the one you thought was your one true love?
    what is true love? what is love when lies are involved?
    how can someone lose such a strong feeling so easily and toss you asside?
    is anyone ever true?
    how many people are actually in love when they say they are?
    do guys get joy out of hurting girls?
    what is love but an illussion
    love is lies and lies is love
    play or get played
    i have scratchmarks down my wall for every feeling not shown
    i have lines down my face for every tear cried
    i cant hide it
    cant hide my feelings
    dont know how never did
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    free write

    By Mistake 1-100 cuts on May 28th 2009, mid-morning.
    on topic Just Thinking
    bored confused thinking tired sad in love loved dead life sucks school sucks teachers suck noone cares i dont even care so why do these things happen to me?i love jimmy jimmys my life but life can be bad at times
    i hate people
    people hate me
    black
    dark colors
    lifeless
    dark
    outside
    dieing to die
    killing
    suicide
    death
    burned
    sad
    burried
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    I Would,

    By FailedLove on May 28th 2009, late morning.
    on topic Just Thinking
    Girl: Do I cross your mind?
    Boy: No
    Girl: Do you like me?
    Boy: No
    Girl: Do you want me?
    Boy: No
    Girl: Would you cry if I left?
    Boy: No
    Girl: Would you do anything for me?
    Boy: No
    Girl: What would you choose...me or your life?
    Boy: My life

    The girl starts to run away, but the boy grabs her arm and says 'you dont cross my mind because your always on my mind, I dont like you because I love you, I dont want you because i need you, I wouldnt cry if you left because i would die if you left, I wouldnt do anything for you because i would do everything for you, I chose my life because your always in it.

    (In the paper the next day)
    A motorcycle crashed into a building because of brake failure. Two people were on it, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the boy realized that his brakes broke, but he didn’t want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.

    If you would ever do this for someone....then post this on your page.
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    my day today

    By JoslynHaze on May 28th 2009, early evening.
    on topic Just Thinking
    im bored
    thats something i say everyday
    nothing new goes on in my life
    so im bored all the time

    today i finished my wok for high school
    then i had to write a speech
    being valedictorian is hard work
    it alot to take in for one day

    And you'll never guess what else happened today
    My two friends got engaged
    everything in their life is about to change

    It's about time tho
    how long has it been? three years?
    no scratch that. six?
    took him a long time
    just to pop a stupid question
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    Idea

    By HayleyMai on May 28th 2009, evening time.
    on topic Just Thinking
    soo
    i don't feel like writing a poem right now
    wow i'm suprised i even typed that
    i was just completly inthe mood to write
    about 30 seconds ago
    aka when i cliked this
    well
    i feel really sad
    i had this idea of a photo shoot thing
    and i want to do it
    but i don't want to be the model for it
    it's more artistic
    and i need several models
    i want to take pictures of people, all with the same writing
    on their skin
    but different apperance like emo, scene, girly, prep, sporty, skinny, heavier ect
    but i'd chose 3
    words like
    failure, where are your hip bones, got to get abbs,don't ask me about my secret...ect
    insecurities and such
    and then have them all be in nothing but their underwear
    because it's the raw ness of it
    you feel uncomfortable in your underwear, because you're not quite free and naked
    but your not covered up
    and they feel so thin and you feel so exposed
    and have them show this by your body language
    and then take pictures of the writings on the skin
    and make a collage out of this
    and write something like this
    words and phrases like
    cover, diguises,masks, vague, afraid, lonely, evil, perfection, unattainable, frail, weak, misunderstood
    and have the words floating around the pictures
    and then have one of someone in a fedora with a loose plain gray shirt
    and write on the shirt
    under it
    under it all
    in our weakest form
    we are the same
    no mask or clothes or shield
    can deny that
    maybe temperarily confuse
    ourselves and trick others
    but this doubt
    unites us all
    or something saying it's all one person
    trying on different personallities
    and figuring out
    that no matter who she is
    what she looks like
    she can't hide this demon of doubt in her herself
    she can't run and hide from it
    and i guess that makes me sad
    because that me ina way
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    The weed among the roses

    By TatteredNOTbroken on May 28th 2009, late at night.
    on topic Just Thinking
    The weed among the roses-

    She feels worthless because of her antisocialness. lonely because of her non- ability to put her past behind her and depressed because of her choices. Worthlessness seems to overtake her mind and her body, one day at a time. Loneliness means no laughter, no fun, no time to smile for even just a moment. Depression seems to harsh of a word to describe her thoughts, feelings, or actions, but yet that seems as if that's the only way to describe me, a woman lost, in pain, and suffering from an unknown cause. Should I change my appearance to suit the world?, a world that I once felt safe and secure in.
    Happiness seems so far away right now, too far away to even begin to bring back into (my world).
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    I Was Born Away

    By Legion.As.One on May 29th 2009, early morning.
    on topic Just Thinking
    I was born away,
    And it is there I stay,
    I feel the call, the compelling song,
    My feet on the earth feel wrong,
    I’ll slash it right through,
    I shall seek the whole and True,
    Skin as snow in a blessed land,
    Untouched by His impure hand,
    Followed to death and groveled at,
    While motionless and useless, there he sat,
    The darkness, hungry, devours light,
    He will fall True, without a fight,
    A net solely designed to free,
    I’ll lay it there, where none can see,
    Beneath the thin, burning soil,
    Lurks a gift for which many toil,
    Clear and murky with hidden chaos,
    Such a wondered thing, orderly chaos,
    One is many, many is all,
    This is the Truth that shall not fall,
    The universe awaits, bringing us,
    And follow its call, that I must,
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    just thinking?

    By phoennix on May 29th 2009, early evening.
    on topic Just Thinking
    I was just thinking of how i miss my babies;
    why do I like bubbles but detest maybes?
    what is on her mind right now? i doubt she misses me but i know she feels me
    why is spring the time of new beginninings but fall is my favorite season? does that make autumn the time of dying and me macabre?
    Where is he now? does he ever worry how his denial may grind away the psyche as much as my pretense that it doesn't bother me?
    i hate that i generally think in questions...if i hoped, i'd hope to one day think in answers.
    there really is no just to just thinking, as though there were more imporant things to which to aspire. But think--doesn't everything begin with first a thought?
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    Inspiration and Freewrites

    By X.Xx.X.xX.X on May 29th 2009, late evening.
    on topic Just Thinking
    Inspiration is an ass
    It comes at the worst moments
    And it comes at the weirdest.
    Why the hell does it do that?

    Why is inspiration the cars on the freeway?
    Why is inspiration the obese person eating a bucket of grease?
    Why is inspiration the trash next to the trash can?
    Why is inspiration love?
    Why is inspiration so cliche?

    Inspiration, wh'sup with you?
    Coming and going
    Leaving me in a writer's block.
    Leaving me thinking about...
    "Well, what the crap do I do now?"

    Oh, inspiration.
    You've messed up my freewrite.
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    By Woodsmen on May 30th 2009, lunch time.
    on topic Just Thinking
    This is probably ture,
    I am probably a good man,
    I am proabably stupid and...
    Let's get some coffee,
    Lets top it with some cream.
    It good to take it black,
    it's probably better whiten it too.
    That's it.
    Stuck.
    Go home.
    Oh.. get some sleep.
    This is good good good for nothing.
    This is probably ture.
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    thinking

    By candace-2007 on May 30th 2009, evening time.
    on topic Just Thinking
    ugh. god i can't believe that i can put myself out like i did for her and get nothing back. and i can't believe that i got nothing more than maybe really. except that she wanted to kiss me.

    god i want to talk to him. the stupid boy hasn't come on in a friggin week and it feels like three times as long..or longer anyway. and yea.

    i just hope that we're not going to fall apart and not talk like we used to. that would just ..not feel right. after everything that we've gone through.. idunno.

    wish i could just sit down and cry sometimes. i don't know why but.. i just do.it would help so much.
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    thursday

    By grassisgreener on May 31st 2009, early evening.
    on topic Just Thinking

    some days i just don't feel much
    like it.

    like what, he said.

    like answering calls
    because then there will be voices
    to wait for;
    to expect
    of others,
    exactly the feeling i'm
    trying to avoid.

    you mean the possibility of
    disappointment,
    not the expectation.

    no, i am always too thirsty
    to leave the glass
    half full, and trust me
    on this one.

    on what? when he leaned on the counter his shoulder
    was raised.
    because you tell me not to trust you
    why now?

    i'm giving you reasons
    to go.
    i'm giving you a way to not be
    what i am.
    we are ugly
    together and both far better
    apart.

    is it my hair?

    and i knew that was what he was thinking.
    and i knew that he hated only things he could see
    not the days between laughs
    a lifetime, like i do.

    no, its the knowledge of you
    that came so uneventfully
    that changed me so little.
    that's what keeps me up
    when you're asleep
    forgetting the things you hate
    i refuse to allow myself that luxury.

    fuck you,
    was all he said.

    so i did.










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    love

    By jordanicole on May 31st 2009, early evening.
    on topic Just Thinking
    love is like a rose its alive for a while then it dies
    this is how i feel about our love treat me right
    i wanna be with you forever and never lose you i told you that you was my everything how much pain can my heart take well i wish you were closer so i could love you over but its hard to belive that you would of used me but its true i heard and been though it all
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    fdgsdf

    By metanoia on June 5th 2009, the wee hours.
    on topic Just Thinking
    I was
    sorting colors
    in my business atire

    I noticed the glimmer
    of a womans purse

    my eye caught fire
    and for a split second;

    I was free.
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