Devious Journal EntrySince you’ve been gone, away
I ain’t missing you
No matter, what I might say."
P.S-my mood isn't anguish but no other ones will come up dammit!
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Heartbreak In VietnamA tame ending to a striking beginning, has left me here alone, sitting, waiting, wishing. I fell victim to your hearts and minds mission, but now invading troops have been deployed I am the sole soul on the homeland body intact, yet heart destroyed.Heartbreak In Vietnam
by ~Marzipandaaa
RecollectionIt took him less than a minute to die.Recollection
He felt nothing.
I felt useless, unworthy of his comradeship.
But at that moment there was no time for reflection upon such unjust passing of an honorable soul. So I battled on now more determined than ever, it was like fire in my gut and the memory of my friends commitment to the country he had died for propelled me right to the epicenter of the bloody truths of the battlefield. 'An Eye For An Eye!' read the headlines,a 'you bomb us, we'll bomb you' attitude and in these crazy times that was what was right. However, every time I caught an enemy eye I’d f
by ~Marzipandaaa
"We grow..."We found our backbones"We grow..."
counting sheep, curled up with our consciences desperately pretending to be asleep. Ashamed, yet unstoppable we battled on becoming that what had already became. Fighting ourselves every step of the way. For the thrill of the good fight, self destruction in half time. We became prisoners of our own wars, that was our crime.
by ~Marzipandaaa
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The Missed Call GenerationWe are the answer-machine addicts, the ringtone worshipers who pray and don't receive an answer. We are the ones who contemplate calling, just to hear your voice but don't. We are the ones whose hearts soar when their phones vibrate and whose hearts sink to their stomachs when they realise that it's only O2 telling us about our monthly bonuses. We are the ones who watch the time change on the screens of our worn down Nokias with worn down keys. We are the ones who don't switch off our phones for days on end. We are the ones you didn't call. "What does "x" equal, Shai?" We are thThe Missed Call Generation
by ~shai-ella
ValentinesDeath! Death! Death to romance No more candles; no more slow dance Romantic dinner: No attraction The other days a mere detraction? I just find the chocolates sickening Even more saliva thickening It’s neither cute nor romantic “Bollocks” is my preferred semantic It’s not just coz I’m alone Not just because “she” wouldn’t phone I don’t need a valentine Or a text to say “be mine” I’m alone but I’m not jealous (Note for next year: Be more zealous)Valentines
by ~Benji-man
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- Current Residence: LDN
- Interests: Umm...reading and music are probably my main ones =]
- Favourite movie: I loooove the Spiderman triologly=]...but apart from that, Shawshank Redemption and Creul Intentions
- Favourite band or musician: BRAND NEW!!! and stuff like Death Cab for Cutie, Counting Crows, Sufjan Stevens...
- Favourite genre of music: not to sure what to call it, but acousticness?! and poppunk yay =]
- Favourite poet or writer: I'm so fickle that this changes every week but...Jodi Picoult, Alice Sebold and Nick Hornby.
- Tools of the Trade: Curiousity and too much time to procastinate!
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