My special way to mark time

[up all night]

We broke a million promises
you and I
As we clapped our hands in arcadian rhythm time
And thought in speech bubble clouds
About how our hands were sore from holding on
Or perhaps
From our obsession with slapping them together.
No-one was watching
We forgot we were acting
And along the way we lost that spark
Which made all of this worthwhile.

January 26th - Australia Day
Me: I think he broke up with me last night.
Her: Are you serious?
Me: Maybe. I don't think he meant it. I think he was just angry. I'm just too tired to argue about this shit. Can you pass me more wine? Who's driving?'
Her: Drink up hon.

We danced the magic lovers dance
Not knowing the tragic circumstance
of living
was building hidden barriers inside the coat-tails of our mind.
We became self-imploding catastrophes
before our very eyes.
I never knew there were so many ways to lose control.

April 16th
Him: you want how i'm really feeling? i don't want to talk to you at all. i don't care about you any more. after reading this, i'm not even going to pretend. fuck what other people tell me to do.

So break off tangled arms and legs to form attachments to false gods;
alcohol
Friday night almost- fucks
cigarettes
and solitude.
Suffocating loneliness seeks little but a steady home
And it's found it in me.

I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you so much.*





*Thank you Robert Smith.

 

[CHiLD-0F-THE-BEAT]

We broke a million promises
you and I

Wow.
I'm sitting here, breathless, writhing in the midst of these words.
Such dry beauty. And shimmering feelings that remind me of my own times.

We became self-imploding catastrophes
before our very eyes.
I never knew there were so many ways to lose control.

^This is so touching.
Really struck a cord.

Beautiful.

 

[Dastrix Slogan]

^^^ I was going to quote that

Its written so differently from regular work, I think that's what makes it great: its so different but still gets me feeling those emotions

*hugs*

 

[harraser]

honey ive never been able to tell you anything, give you any advice, that you didnt already know yourself, deep down. and here theres no advice needed, no words to say. you know the only truth that applies.. time dims all memories even if it doesnt completely heal all wounds.

you make me feel lonely.

 

[BREAKaBEAT]

My reading this
I listening to color blind - funny cus i haven't put it on in months - its been on repeat for the last hour.

What harasser said - you make me feel lonely. Or maybe not lonely - but your loneliness.

There are no words which can fill that space, except from the one that caused it to be there in the first place.

Love ya - dont forget that I am here on listening ear anytime

 

[neverwas]

*sighs*

I never knew there were so many ways to lose control.

no one reallys knows they've lost control untill everything around them falls apart.

it takes a lot of person power to re-gain control of your life once everything you wrap yourself in falls away. but you;ve done a fantastic job hun. you have awesome friends who loves you bits! and im sure things are only heading up for you now

*hugs*

the way you write about love and the after affects makes me feel lonely to i read all your peices and they are full of such emotions and it runs so deep...you make me jealous. cause i want to feel what you feel.

mwah

 

[apollo]

I'm particularly ashamed of my own contribution to this...

But, great work. Despite the context I'm really glad to see you writing again.

 

[up all night]

^ That quote from a few days is not your only contribution. This whole piece is to you, for you, about you and from you. Thank you for this afternoon.

harraser: I don't mean to make people feel lonely... I don't understand how I do. Surely the illusory social island I create for myself has little effect on those around me.

stars: We all feel the same thing... just some people let themselves get stuck in a moment and can't move on.

 

[E-girl]

you still write with that same technique that is yours alone, and shines through in all your pieces... and i still love it. in fact, i'm really glad you went back to being "up all night"... although i never asked why. in my mind, that's who you always were.

About how our hands were sore from holding on

i think maybe the describes me and justin perfectly. we broke a million promises too, but we just kept holding on until we couldn't anymore. i'll never forget the day i decided to let go....

this was suberb. the alliteration just makes it..... whether or not it was intentional, your words always go together so well.

you still continue to touch me with everytyhing you write.