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A prisoner of words unsaid.: I feed them with my pen.

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Sunday, November 1, 2009. I feed them with my pen. Because I am a writer. They read because they're starved. My lines are food for thought,. I got them eating. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Hi, my name is:. I'm a complicated individual, but to make this painless; I'm desirous of peace.that's all I want. Everything else should fall into place thereafter. View my complete profile. I've got pretty cool friends:. I feed them with my pen.

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A prisoner of words unsaid.: May 2009

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Sunday, May 17, 2009. Life, as a story book. I created a book that was eloquently written, on accident. Or, was it created purposefully? That's besides the point. You co-wrote. So, we wrote the beginning of a piece of art that, regretfully, ends at its beautiful beginning. A chapter long. We shouldve never wrote the love letter, for it ended with a period.or the lack thereof. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Hi, my name is:. View my complete profile. I've got pretty cool friends:. Life, as a story book.

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A prisoner of words unsaid.: December 2008

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Wednesday, December 17, 2008. Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. It's simple, the task is to grow and acknowledge the growth. Once you've acknowledged the road you've traveled you must succumb to the change. If not, the growth was in vain.or so it would seem. . Now, more than ever have I put my own wants to the side. I've moved disposable things from my heart and created a crevice for another. . Grow Live. Accept. Succumb. . Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Hi, my name is:.

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A prisoner of words unsaid.: Social Isolation, part 2.

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Tuesday, August 25, 2009. Social Isolation, part 2. There comes a point in every sensible person's life, where you just can't take "the scene" anymore. I'm unfastening my strap and walking away, into the shadows of the edges of campus. It's enough to drive someone insane and I refuse to let this production eat away at my sanity. No more drama. No more part-time friends. No more trying to fit in when in actuality, I don't like people. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Hi, my name is:.

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A prisoner of words unsaid.: August 2009

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Tuesday, August 25, 2009. Social Isolation, part 2. There comes a point in every sensible person's life, where you just can't take "the scene" anymore. I'm unfastening my strap and walking away, into the shadows of the edges of campus. It's enough to drive someone insane and I refuse to let this production eat away at my sanity. No more drama. No more part-time friends. No more trying to fit in when in actuality, I don't like people. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Hi, my name is:. View my complete profile.

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A prisoner of words unsaid.: "hope for the worst.."

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Friday, January 29, 2010. Hope for the worst.". Reliance.it is one feature that we as humans were cursed with. Yes, you read that correctly, cursed. The dependence on any human-being, other than yourself, makes you - shall I say, gullible. We've fostered the understanding that it is ok to rely on others. Foolishness. We would all be best if we stood on our own two feet never expecting much more than eating, shitting and breathing of another human-being. February 23, 2010 at 9:54 AM. Hi, my name is:.

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A prisoner of words unsaid.: March 2009

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Monday, March 23, 2009. I ask myself a lot, which would be easiest. Walk away and leave with nothing or keep walking towards the unknown? Only to walk away from the supposed ' unknown. Broken and damaged. Sounds like a lose-lose situation to me. Ultimately this leads me back to where I once solidly stood - love/relationships/lovey dovey crap is for sappy-wimpy-lily hearted- fools. It is better to have loved once than to have never loved at all." - I never had love, never truly possessed it.

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A prisoner of words unsaid.: November 2009

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Monday, November 23, 2009. Love can overcome many things, addiction is not one. Everyone has a favorite aunt or uncle, they’re funny and hip, wise and understanding. My favorite aunt happens to addicted to drugs. It’s the only thing that will keep her from her family. Sunday afternoon my mother told me she had been missing and that she had returned to her old habits. Sunday, November 1, 2009. I feed them with my pen. Because I am a writer. They read because they're starved. My lines are food for thought,.

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A prisoner of words unsaid.: October 2008

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Tuesday, October 28, 2008. For a long time I was ashamed of being rich, being strong, being the ancestor to the mother of all mankind.but today, I'm twenty and able to appreciate me. In seven days I may be able to correctly and technically say, "my president is black."  My president. 160;may just be a black man. Yes, it holds a good ring to your ears for two years, but when you actually become conscious of the fact, it's indeed a wonderful feeling. Friday, October 10, 2008. Tuesday, October 7, 2008.