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International Misfit Ramblings

Stuff. Read if you like stuff that will peak the sense of 'being' in you.

  1. Aftermath

    by , July 30th, 2010 at 01:08 PM (International Misfit Ramblings)
    I don't like where my life is going; it is cold and bleak. Completely void of meaning.
    Sin is sin regardless of the pace it takes!
    You take a year to have your first affair, or a month till your first one night stand - What were you really fighting off?
    The urge to sin in full? Or the urge to sin in haste?

    There's a form of purification that takes away the feeling of sin.
    How can life continue like this is normal?
    I swallow the bile in the back ...
  2. Helas and Reason

    by , July 6th, 2010 at 07:10 PM (International Misfit Ramblings)
    Today is the day I'm not going to deny it.
    Today is the day I refuse to live it down.
    I will cope. I will survive, and better then surviving, I'm gonna Rejoice.
    Rejoice in life. Rejoice in knowing that I actually KNOW.
    Some people will never know. And some people will never understand.
    But I do. And I dont mind waiting. I dont mind waiting for what I really want.

    Reason is a force to be rekoned with. Especially when it is in your corner. ...
  3. The Reckoning

    by , May 19th, 2010 at 12:44 PM (International Misfit Ramblings)
    I wear veils to cover the silence. It builds and folds like time.
    I wonder about death and its design. I often wonder if its following me and mine.
    I'm not sure what message it wants to send me; I'm sure it thinks I'm not listening.
    So its sends out memos and warnings. To prepare for the Reckoning.

    No one is selling options. We only buy choices.
    Options are light and dark. As final as silence and voices.
    We can't buy paradise. We can buy hell. ...
  4. I'm Officially Underground

    by , April 6th, 2010 at 02:28 PM (International Misfit Ramblings)
    This checks out as no surprise.
    I've always had an affinity for the dark in my nature. Beyond the velvet skirts, black eyeliner and combat boots, past the multitude of Cure, VNV Nation and Cruxshadows CDs in my collection, and rounding the corner with a pallor so fierce I put to shame any tan that could surface; and also a more exclusive fail for someone who’s mother is half black. Also Fashion in my taste for serious, dark, brooding and beautiful Arab men, a little mention of masochistic ...
  5. The Shreds We Bare

    by , March 10th, 2010 at 02:01 PM (International Misfit Ramblings)
    In Memorandum.

    Thoughts . More often then naught, those that come from the ink. Words in beautiful communciation. It's the Language of expression. Burning into the light. Burning into the sun. Burning for someone to know someone; Someone to understand something; but remaining In the sight of noone.

    As if it were nothing, the shreds we bare.
    Seeding through truths and self doubts, I bite the fire.
    Fire - A thing of the earth and all its elemental allies ...

    Updated March 10th, 2010 at 02:22 PM by Genesis

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