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Take these chances... | this too shall pass
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This too shall pass. Poems, profanity, thoughts, memories, rants etc. Wednesday, 21 August 2013. Place them in a box until a quieter time. Lights down, you up and die. Ants Marching, Dave Matthews Band. Usually there's already a song out there that pretty much sums up whats going on in my head. Luckily this time, its a pretty kick ass song. and I will probably kill myself the day One Direction sing a song that sums up whats in my head. 22 August 2013 at 05:46. Love the last line of your post :-). Rumour ...
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Me | this too shall pass
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This too shall pass. Poems, profanity, thoughts, memories, rants etc. Tuesday, 29 January 2013. The confusion in their eyes when I am what I am,. Turns me against the world and me. As I cower in a corner of myself,. And as you tell me about love,. I wish I were anything but me. The one who knows how to hurt and be hurt,. The one who is strong, the one who cries,. The one who knows some secrets of wisdom,. The deaf, the dumb, and the blind,. Otherwise known as “me”. Makes me want to cry. I don't know if e...
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Time... why you punish me? | this too shall pass
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This too shall pass. Poems, profanity, thoughts, memories, rants etc. Wednesday, 10 April 2013. Time why you punish me? I miss the 90's. The music was better, life was less complicated. I was skinny, my skin was so smooth. Sure, the big glasses and generally gawkiness ensured that I spent most of the 90's being insecure. I worried about my mom letting me shave my legs, and when my boobs would finally make an appearance. And I still have 10 days to work at it. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Beating I...
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August 2013 | this too shall pass
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This too shall pass. Poems, profanity, thoughts, memories, rants etc. Wednesday, 21 August 2013. Place them in a box until a quieter time. Lights down, you up and die. Ants Marching, Dave Matthews Band. Usually there's already a song out there that pretty much sums up whats going on in my head. Luckily this time, its a pretty kick ass song. and I will probably kill myself the day One Direction sing a song that sums up whats in my head. Links to this post. Monday, 19 August 2013. It’s all in my mind.
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October 2012 | this too shall pass
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This too shall pass. Poems, profanity, thoughts, memories, rants etc. Wednesday, 31 October 2012. Am I walking in circles? I’ve seen this scene -. It’s right before the magic is. There should be a sign -. 8220;Beware, pain pending.”. I’ve seen you peel off. Layer after layer of all my. Your face is just another mask. In your armoury of disguise. You walked me in circles. Till I was dizzy with you. Till I wore a path,. Dug my grave,. But where do you lie,. When you lie to me? I keep walking this circle,.
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April 2013 | this too shall pass
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This too shall pass. Poems, profanity, thoughts, memories, rants etc. Sunday, 28 April 2013. I stabbed him 9 times. And he didn't notice. I think I could do it again. But I threw my knife away. There were 9 hymns,. The chorus rings in my ears,. And my head can’t let them go. 9 times it was, that he died. But like Pinocchio, he walks and talks. If I were a real girl,. My kiss would wake him up. 9 hymns were sung,. They were the songs I sang,. Because I forgot ours. I stabbed him 9 times. So I keep singing.
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January 2013 | this too shall pass
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This too shall pass. Poems, profanity, thoughts, memories, rants etc. Tuesday, 29 January 2013. The confusion in their eyes when I am what I am,. Turns me against the world and me. As I cower in a corner of myself,. And as you tell me about love,. I wish I were anything but me. The one who knows how to hurt and be hurt,. The one who is strong, the one who cries,. The one who knows some secrets of wisdom,. The deaf, the dumb, and the blind,. Otherwise known as “me”. Makes me want to cry. I don't know if e...
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September 2012 | this too shall pass
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This too shall pass. Poems, profanity, thoughts, memories, rants etc. Sunday, 30 September 2012. Do these seconds really matter? As they scurry past me,. A second, so big so small. Not really a second at all. I’ve wasted so much time. Reliving and feeling,. Not really seeing,. Will I be wasting more seconds. With this eternal debate? A second sparks choice, decision. And everything else I hate. And there aren’t enough seconds. If I try to empathise. It will be me I despise. I wasted more seconds. Thinkin...
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February 2013 | this too shall pass
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This too shall pass. Poems, profanity, thoughts, memories, rants etc. Thursday, 28 February 2013. Sometimes it's great to be able to finally say - 'fuck this shit, I am a grown up, and I can do whatever I want.'. That's not always the case though. It's not easy to just decide it's time for a new career, or go travelling for a year, or stay home all day and get stoned. You may have heard the question - if money was no object, what would you do? And so with that knowledge, I progressed. The job itself is o...