it's the waiting that gets you
the waiting and watching yourself grow frail
always waiting

for the end
for him
for the storm to pass over

it never comes
it never goes away
your stuck
no more going forward
     and there is no back

just waiting

Best Halloween movies...yup I'm doing this deal with it

1. HocusPocus- 300 year old black cat that was a boy and other stuff happens, makes me cry and I love it.
2. Nightmare Before Christmas-IT COUNTS OKAY!!
3. Halloweentown....it was my favorite as a kid
4. The Little Vampire -SCOTLAND
5. Cirque du freak -because I love Mr. Crepsley
6. Ghost - just a good movie in general really
7. Monster House
8. Edward Scissorhands
9. Ghost Busters :3 just...ya haha

The World

-from a fellow nerdfighter

I make these for myself. Forget. Remember. Survive.

One of the worst feelings in the world is loneliness. Sitting in the dark by yourself in the wee hours of the night gently crying. Nobody knows what's going on with you.
Everybody you know is resting peacefully in their bed awaiting the new day tomorrow.But for you, there's no difference in the days. They pass monotonously.

But that's not true.
You can remember every one. Every single one.
And I can still remember what I was. Sometimes that's worse.
It is so hard to believe what it used to be like, how that could even have been. All those times, those bits before.

Like I made that all up
Maybe I did.

SAIL

Lonely? ...no title

Abandon

it clings to you
like sweat
like fear
the wanting

if leaves you gasping
clinging for hands
for arms
something to hold

give me comfort
or
and
leave me alone

Really about homework...

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep

-Mother Courage and all Her Children

Too many seek a bed to sleep in:
Each ditch is taken, and each cave
And he who digs a hole to creep in
Finds he has dug an early grave.
And many a man spends many a minute
In hurrying toward some resting place
You wonder, when at last he's in it
Just why the fellow forced the pace.

Love Life ?

There is always one time I look back to.
One time of pure happiness. no worry. when the pain was not my own. or if it was I could handle it, it was normal pain. I would survive.
It was not complex. I didn't have to worry about myself. I could worry about others. And they loved me for it.
Now, I have to worry about myself. Or I will fall. I have to keep myself together and at the same time watch others slip away.
I don't have all of this in me.
Weary.
Thats what I am.


I miss that time, the time the world was through rose colored glasses and even the imperfections were bliss.
But I cannot go back, and if I would I would know what I was missing. What it was that made me change.
Loseing what I gained would would hurt just as much, even if i was together I wouldn't be whole.

I can only look back now.
And say it was fun.
That time when everything was easy and the world would be okay

The Seagull. lifeyearago

... With us, whether we're writers or actors, what really counts is not dreaming about fame and glory...but stamina: knowing how to keep going despite everything, and having faith in yourself- I've got faith in myself now and that's helped the pain, and when I think to myself, 'You're on the stage!', then I'm not afraid of anything life can do to me ...

I miss it.