There's no such thing as nameless

 Sometimes I feel my life is a wasted endeavour,
 And maybe I should just give it to someone else.
 Sure I'd lay down my life for a friend,
 But wouldn't I do that for anyone?
 Surely there's no one less worthy than me.

Floundering in Fury,
Tossing in Turmoil,
Sinking in Sadness,
Mired in Madness.

A dream within a dream

"Alice always wakes up...."


   Maybe this is all just a dream
    And I never came to be.
   Maybe you're just a figment of
        My Imagination,
  And I'm just a figment of yours.
     Maybe neither is true and
    Someone else is dreaming this world,
    And they will wake up and
      We will just dissapear.
    Maybe reality isn't as real
       As we thought.

  Maybe love can't be fought or bought,
  We all leave with the nothing we brought.

They say today is a new day but to me it looks just like yesterday.

It's all clean..and new. Marvel at the newness of it all, and the greatness of the newness, and the wonderability of change...Climb every mountain, turn every stone, kick every by-standing cow. Today is a new day..a day to live...a day where we can be great. Where the world can slow and wait for us, as we skip along playing childish games with Time. He is stuffy and easily insulted, and seems to be losing patience with our lack of respect...or is it I who has lost patience with a deity who cares little for those who play in his playground...and sweeps on so ferociously that we realise too late that Time has deserted us and we must leave.

Colour Crap

Your Existing Situation
The situation is difficult and she is trying to persist in her objectives against resistance. Finds it necessary to conceal her intentions as an added precaution, in order to disarm the opposition.

Your Stress Sources
Suppresses her innate enthusiasm and imaginative nature, for fear that she might be carried away by it only to find herself pursuing some will-o'-the-wisp. Feels she has been misled and abused and has withdrawn to hold herself cautiously aloof from others. Keeps a careful and critical watch to see whether motives towards her are sincere--a watchfulness which easily develops into suspicion and distrust.

Your Restrained Characteristics
Feels cut off and unhappy because of the difficulty in achieving the essential degree of cooperation and harmony which she desires.

Your Desired Objective
Sets herself idealistic but illusory goals. Has been bitterly disappointed and turns her back on life in weary self-disgust. Wants to forget it all and recover in a comfortable, problem-free situation.

Your Actual Problem
Disappointment and the fear that there is no point in formulating fresh goals have led to anxiety, emptiness, and an unadmitted self-contempt. Her refusal to admit this leads to her adopting a headstrong and defiant attitude.

Your Actual Problem #2
Her natural ability to examine everything with critical discrimination has been distorted into an attitude of harsh disapproval, which opposes and denigrates without regard to the real facts.


My Actual Opinion
So I tried it again in the hopes of getting a more favourable reading....hardly flattering is it?! Still I guess it wouldn't bother me if there wasn't some truth in it....it would be too easy to adopt this method of self-recognition in same manner of reading daily horoscope crap....must realise that many people have similar characteristics and refuse to return to this site again...I don't want to be indentured to such a thing...the human mind is too suggestible...we are only too eager to be defined by something else as we lack the ability to ever really understand ourselves.

Colour Test

Sarah took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test! "Suffering from the effects of those things which a..." Click here to read the rest of the results.

Bloody Sunset

The sun bows her head in defeat
And surrenders herself to the night,
She knew that she couldn't win
But she couldn't let go of the light.
So she fought til she started to bleed
And it was a bittersweet sight
To see her descend with such glory
An honourable end to the fight.
She knows she must retreat now
Though sorry she coudn't stay
She leaves us instilled with the promise
To return with the dawning of day.

Like a quiet death she slips away in the night, borne with the ease of a thousand shadows.

Death Metal Murders

How can they blame the music? It doesn't stir people into feeling false rage...the anger already exists. The violence, the hate, the confusion, the loneliness, ..is not a result of the music, ..it's a cause for the music. The music would not be there, and be popular if there wasn't a call for it. If anything it deters people from trying to escape their wretched lives by showing them that they're not alone in their desperation. There are others like them full of inexplicable, unexpressed anger. It provides a venue to vent, a reason to rage, an acceptable act to purge the despair and fury without guilt. It's a fuckin relaxation exercise and is enjoyed by many without literal examples being taken and executed. What came first...metal or teen angst...violence or war...life or death.

Collection of Crap

Was it only ok for me to be happy when I knew the outcome was futile...why won't I let myself be happy? Why create complications when it could all be so simple? Maybe being miserable is what makes me most happy..or at least comfortable. It's easy to be afraid and never risk rejection...and I'm safe on my own. I'm resigned to it...no one will ever hurt me again. I'll live in a box if I have to..pun not..possibly intended. Change is good..heehee.

The more I try not to think about it
The more it consumes me,
The more I try to resist it
The more I crave it.
The more I try to live without
The more it exhumes me
The more I try to quell the urge
The more it enslaves me.


Stupid Calendar Phrase #??

When you get to the end of your rope,
tie a knot and hang on.

Which is well an alright quote..>she says begrudgingly<...but being the day that's in it well I thought it was pretty funny. Some people call this the suicide holidays...tossers do. It's one day of the year, a meaningless date, ..I mean if you're alone and unhappy every day's a constant reminder. It's the only day where you shouldn't care...where you can laugh at the misery of those perfect couples at the mercy of the card companies,...tell the one you love with diamonds....so orally isn't good enough anymore. Hahahahahaha

Minute Moan

It's a shame to see
Incompetence in others,
Just because you see
Signs of it in yourself..
But I guess that is
Why it's fun to be boss.
You create the rules,
You monitor their success,
You fire the fools,
And you can do less...

Strength of stupidity

Even when it seems we must admit defeat, and man has no room left to struggle; we battle on. Even when it appears that there is no hope of survival, and when we are so weary from fighting that it goes against our wishes to do so - we continue nonetheless. It is in this characteristic that man displays his most foolish, and yet most admirable trait.