everybody lost hp LOL, hate to relate this to a game or some shit....how nerdy xP

ding! ding! ding!

gameeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee overrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

the results are as followsssss...

Player 1: Resigned from match
Player 2: Defeated
Player 3: Defeated
Player 4: Time limit expired


Little sad actually but it doesn't look like anybody won..lot of hurt, friendships damaged, and all over the thing that keeps us from being whole. The thing that when we were younger, nobody wanted, nobody cared about, heck all we cared about was playing tag, lego and the newest computer game. How times have changed.

But still, the true friendships have prevailed and while lots of things have changed, there is still happiness to be had and still good times ahead.

Because it really isn't game over (: just a single match, besides every body's noob at the beginning :P

Maybe you will discover it too.

I could tell you, but it is not my place, and must be discovered for one's self.


~End transmission :)


Zombies these days...looking for hearts instead of brains hehe :D

hah-lay

HA-HA-HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA



ahhh fucking funny when you have all the pieces and everyone else is squabbling over the remains and it's all at your leisure (:


the games is over but everyone else is still trying to win.



xP

Users and Abusers; I think you're both.

You know you're pretty damn good at making me feel like crap.

I'm well and truly sick of apologizing for over-reacting when you won't even say sorry for things that well and truly do deserve an apology, even things that don't depend on interpretation. Things that deserve an apology no matter the circumstance.

Be thankful I don't listen to the words of a friend who's worth more to me and made her worth in two years compared to you who's had eleven and nothing to show for it.

How the play interchanges from the stage to reality.

The characters of mind have been rather quiet lately.

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde have been harmonious, in fact they are almost one entity, with the occasional division every now and again but still, harmonious.

The shrieking woman has been silent since her last appearance. Perhaps she is at peace now; that I have made such great amends and changes in my life over this year. Her last and most realistic appearance had been peaceful, yet very strange. I had felt somewhat scared and threatened but somehow relieved that I could see her. She looked so much more human, healthier, younger and she looked.....content. An emotion that I had never seen grace her facial features.

and all the rest are well....sleeping or its equivalent


just a little intermission [:

the banshee's putting on make up, Jekyll is finishing paper work, Hyde is out back for a smoke, Zombie-James is sleeping, the nerd is playing DDR, the redneck has fallen unconscious (drunk) and the rocker is too fucked to do anything else but patch up injuries.....God knows if the Emo is still alive, but if he is he's been K.O'd from blood loss.

I'm definitely not complaining about an unwanted interval. Believe me I'm grateful. There's enough 'characters' in my life at the moment, that much shit going on; that if I hadn't an interval....well I'd be pretty god damn out of it.

Only the strongest survive, so I must get stronger.

I will stand on my own two fucking feet, even if it kills me.

Because if I'm that weak, then I have no place here.

Blessed are those who feel the content of solitude

Four hungry wolves after a scrap of meat.

One wolf has been starved and is desperate for the meat, it will fight to its last breath.

Another wolf is clever and clear of mind but lacks the spirit to fight.

The third wolf does not carry the same weariness the others carry and is filled with vigor, yet is inexperienced in conflict.

But the last wolf isn't hungry but fights all the same. Not for the prize itself but simply to choose the victor.


~Not very well written, but sometimes plain English is simply...more....desired. :)

Revised

mm I wouldn't call it a poison actually.

the thoughts of a man staring at a weapon

Although.....if time proves too slow...

Thank you for the venom.

ahh information is the greatest of poisons.

Time to end some misery.

This poison is one of slow workings, just as well too, it's much better for it to be leisurely. Much easier to monitor progress, change dosage and dilution.

Still this has dragged on for far too long.

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It feels soooooo funny.

I'm sitting here, watching the strong build an army against the weak. Yet oddly enough I feel no inclination to move, I'm just sitting on the side lines. Being a simple gate keeper, yet with a gun in hand. I'm stronger than both opposing parties, but will simply mind my own business. Twirling my weapon with dexterous fingers.

While I keep the gates to the only path to the separate territories, I think I'll leave the gates open tonight.

Why act to speed up the process, when time is it's own catalyst?

hehe

Lyrics that take away the edge.

t's 3:18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every pregnant teen,
The minutes are hours, the hours are days,
I feel infected by your presence, you speak in tounges,
I smell the lies dancing on your blackened lungs,

I whispered in her ear:
Fear me dear, for I am Death,
I'll take your hope, your dreams, your love,
Till there's nothing left

I whispered in her ear:
You better fear me dear, for I am Death,
And I'll take that shit you call a life,
In a single fucking breath

I'll take your hope,
I'll take your fucking dreams,
I'll take your love,
I'll take everything you fucking bitch,

I'll steal the diamonds from your eyes,
I'll turn your promises into lies,
I'll steal the diamonds from your eyes,
I'll turn your promises into lies,

It's 3:18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every pregnant teen,
The hours are days, the days are dead,
I feel infected by your presence, you speak in tounges,
I smell the lies dancing on your blackened lungs,

I hear the fear in your voice, but you shouldn't feel a thing,
Your life's already worse than any pain that I could bring,
That I could bring,
That I could bring,

I could make it December every day,
But you're so blind, it may as well be May,

And I whispered in her ear:
You better fear me dear, for this is Death
And I whispered in her ear:
Fear me, 'cause I am Death

One more time,

I whispered in her ear:
Fear me dear, for I am Death,
I'll take everything you ever loved

I whispered in her ear:
You better fear me, for I am Death.
For I am Death.
For I am Death

Bitch

Everyone's leaving anyway.

I should have left you guys ages ago, there was never room for me. You never needed me. In fact you had to teach me, I've been nothing but a burden.

I started with you guys, so I could improve, so I could learn, so I could get better, so I could become someone of value. So I could help.

But now we're at the end and.....we're going to make it.

But I don't know if I deserve to be with the winners, or if I even want to be with them.

Today I would have rather taken a loss, lose an opportunity, lose something else of great importance yet at least I'd be with those who would choose to take me on board. Who actually would teach me become worthy so I could be an asset to them.

~The only thing I wanted was to play a part, not to fucking sit on the sidelines,worthless.