Reviewing The SituationMood:
IntrospectiveListening to: It's Been Awhile by Staind
Reading: A Woman Of Substance
Watching: Aeon Flux
I have decided that it is time to pick up the pieces again and move on. I am not going to let more predators stop me from telling the story of nobody. All that those SOB's did, was make writing this story take a bit longer before I can get to the the "happy ever after" chapter.
But then, we all know those predators have no manners whatsoever. I have written a small pep talk story as you will see. It is going to take a lot out of me to continue writing, but I just cant sit back and let them win...again.
There once was a little ladybug who had been alone. There wasnt any other like her anywhere. All the other garden insects didn't like her. If you were to ask them, they could'nt even tell you why. There was just something about her that caused them to dislike her, so they tried to get rid of her. She was forced to fight for her life constantly. She spent all her time fighting, running, and hiding. Then, one day, it all came to a stop, but she didn't notice, because she was still hiding from the next attack. Years passed and one day, she realized that she was free and no longer had to hide. She began to explore her world in the way she had never before been able to do. As she found joy after joy, she continued to lose her cautious ways. Then, one day as she was exploring the roses, a huge bird swooped down to gobble her up for lunch. Lucky for her the big bird just missed and she was knocked to the ground, battered and bruised, but still alive. She was alive, but she was filled with a profound sadness. Death was a shadow that was ready to take her, the second she dropped her guard. She hung her head in despair, for she realized, in that moment, that she would never be free again. She would always have to fight to stay alive. But this ladybug had more spirit left than she thought. She had hoarded it until she had more than enough to go on...she had enough to live. Fighting spirits intact. She had already explored things she would never have, if not for that short reckless trip while thinking it was safe. She would have those stolen moments of freedom to fall back on. Hopefully she will always also remember the dangers and the price of freedom (which is always subject to change without notice).
(pause)
I'm going to finish writing my book anyway!
So Back into Mr Macgregor's garden we go...............Silly Wabbit.
Ekto Gamat...or death.
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There's high, and there's high, and to get really high--I mean so high that you can walk on the water, that high--that's where I'm goin - George Harrison
Oh, just click the link already.. ~jnr0884
Thank you!
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Her Innocence was slowly murdered. It died an agonizing death as it was tortured and mutilated, by thousands of wounds, inflicted one at a time, until it simply, ceased, to be.
If you want to check out my work, [link]
<headed back to the battlefield.....
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Her Innocence was slowly murdered. It died an agonizing death as it was tortured and mutilated, by thousands of wounds, inflicted one at a time, until it simply, ceased, to be.
If you want to check out my work, [link]
Im still standing
Better than I ever did
Lookin like a true survivor
Feelin like a little kid
Okay, so the adrenaline in my system still hasnt settled down.
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Her Innocence was slowly murdered. It died an agonizing death as it was tortured and mutilated, by thousands of wounds, inflicted one at a time, until it simply, ceased, to be.
If you want to check out my work, [link]
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Her Innocence was slowly murdered. It died an agonizing death as it was tortured and mutilated, by thousands of wounds, inflicted one at a time, until it simply, ceased, to be.
If you want to check out my work, [link]
where have you been, how are you? < 3
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“We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.”
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I've been to hell and back, I survived, and I fell back on some advice that a teacher used with his students when the sh*t hit the fan. He always said, "Take a deep breath....and....Move On!" Good advice indeed!
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Her Innocence was slowly murdered. It died an agonizing death as it was tortured and mutilated, by thousands of wounds, inflicted one at a time, until it simply, ceased, to be.
If you want to check out my work, [link]
LOL actually I know the *when the shit hits the fan... some people go, and some stay*
but being brave doesn't mean you have to take it.
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“We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.”
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My Stock
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Her Innocence was slowly murdered. It died an agonizing death as it was tortured and mutilated, by thousands of wounds, inflicted one at a time, until it simply, ceased, to be.
If you want to check out my work, [link]
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“We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.”
.
My Stock
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