December 30th, 2004

flight

In the words of U2

Heaven on Earth
I need it now
I'm sick of all of this hanging around
I'm sick of the sorrow
I'm sick of the pain
I'm sick of hearing again and again
that there's never gonna be
peace on Earth


And if the darkness is to keep us apart
And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off
And if your glass heart should crack

And for a second you turn back
Oh no, be strong

Oh, oh
Walk on, walk on
What you got, they can't steal it
No, they can't even feel it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight

You're packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been
A place that has to be believed, to be seen
You could have flown away
A singing bird in an open cage
Who will only fly, only fly, for freedom

Oh, oh
Walk on, walk on
What you got, they can't deny it
Can't sell it, or buy it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight

And I know it aches
And your heart, it breaks
You can only take so much


Walk on... You gotta leave it behind
You got to leave it behind
You've got to leave it behind

All that you fashion
All that you make
All that you build
All that you break
All that you measure
All that you feel
All that you finish
And all that you steal

You gotta leave it behind (x2)
Alleluiah...

See you when I get home
Alleluiah...
  • Current Music
    Walk On - U2
flight

No One.

All this pain and cruel dispair
This is an emergency
Don't you hide your eyes from me
  • Current Mood
    alone alone ALONE
flight

Yes. It's a pity party.

I have no one.

No one to hold me when the world falls apart. Everyone has someone/something they have to prioritize. I am only and always will be peripheral.

WHY CAN'T I KILL MYSELF???
flight

Once again.

Xmas was pointless. Why give anything to someone who wants to kill themself? I have no reason for living. I have a few immaterial projects I've planned, so fucking what? I can't figure out if I'm to go or stay. My sister wants me back with her, but at this rate I'll end up back in the hospital, and if I do I am not fucking co-operating with anyone. Fuck this fucking life. Nothing ever gets better. Everyday reminds you of your fucked up past and all the mistakes you've made. I hate you I hate you I hate you!
flight

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Why are you happy without me? You got your life back after I left, is it? How the fuck do you think that makes me feel? I am so becoming the fucking psychotic ex.
flight

You can't define your life by what you DON'T want.

It's sad when your most supportive friends can't be near you.

I am seriously considering going Friends Only. If you do not want to be on this list, I will kindly remove you and you will no longer be exposed to the tragic disaster of my life. Some of you I may have to remove for my own health. If I do go Friends Only, I'll change the comment feature so that anyone can comment if/when I do post public.

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