|
Entry one hundred!!!!!!!! |
|
|
|
|
|
|
It's twelve o one, so it's officially MONDAY. Don't complain.
Welcome to the one hundredth entry of The Space-Time Chronicles, formerly known as The Bubble Pages.
To celebrate this special oncoming, I'll be posting my favourite quotes from past journal entries. And possibly entire journal entries itself!
Enjoy!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`
"(FYI, these are actually from the piece of paper I wrote this stuff on during english..)
I think America is restraining our rights. As a teen myself, I know one right in particular that has been taken from our grasp. We have freedom of speech, but the school says otherwise.
One
Constitution written
Granting our freedom
Two
Hundred years passed since
It was declared
Three
Basic rights
Given in that Constitution
Four
Hundred thousand something lives
That that right has been taken from our grasp
One
Basic right
That flows from our lips
Two
Million schools have
Grown to think
They can take that away
-Our founding fathers believed in the rights to freedom of speech, press and assembly. Freedom of speech taken away due to school rules.
-One day America will be a technology, Burger King/ McDonalds and power-crazed society
-Adults don't understand teens because we don't WANT them to understand us (Sorry for the teens that do...). We want them to mind their own business.
-When I look at our culture I see greed and deception ruling over the poor lives that built this nation
-When I look toward my future, I am filled with a sense of excitement for where I"M going in life, but filled with a sense of disappointment for where America is going.
-When I think about being a teen in America, I think "Text- messaging, cliques, the need to feel 'normal', or anorexic/ bulimic, as I say, prejudice, no sense of what's real in the world."
-If I could describe being a teen in America, I would say for me it's hard, because we're constantly being pressured by the media and peers alike to:
~Have the right clothes
~Be skinny
~Have the right makeup (for girls)
~Have the latest cellphone
~Act like everyone else
And, in general, be "perfect". But there is no such thing as perfect.
-People think all teens are the same: Stuck-up brats who always get what they want. But it's not always like that- key word: always. More than half of American teens have divorced parents (Took an educated guess there). Or their families are on the edge of bankruptcy. The only reason why you think we act that way is because you're the ones pressuring us to. So quit your whining.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yup. That's aaaaalllllll true. I wrote every single word of that.
In other news, I think my best friend doesn't even want to be friends anymore... I wish it wasn't true.... I'm sorry, Ally...
Well, till later,
~Sam"
"My room/My sanctuary/My somber silence/In an out-loud world"
((planning on finishing that at SOME point in time))
"For a love that will last through out the ages, take my hand, fingers intertwined till we meet our ends. Our souls are one, no matter how far apart we are, we know we're with each other. There are thousands of men out there who could give me laces rare, dresses that glimmer with frosty sheen, shiny ribbons to wrap my hair. But like I would want any of that! You speak to my heart, know how I feel... Know that I love you. I know that you do, you love me and more. You're my favourite song, my chocolate on a dreary day.."
"WARNING:
This rates a 100 on the Brain Implosion scale.
I said:
Quote:
You must be a
Level 36 Broken-hearted girl
Or
A 2 year old rotten Eraser
...To safely read this journal."
...But hey, I'm back on!!!! WHEEEEE!! I get to fling pencils at my friends again!! XD"
"Crackers seem like a good idea right now... *tumbles off*"
"LOL- lots of love
ROTFLMAO- Roll off the furniture laughing my a** off.
WTF-What the fudgemonkeys?
OMG-Oh my gun just went off
ZOMG-Zombies oh my God
RFYL-Run for your life"
"BTW I'm here to confuse and disorient. "
"L8r peeperoonies"
"I sit, staring at the computer screen blankly, in a pose that's slightly uncomfortable. My mind feels empty, but some sort of burden is being carried upon it. What bears in other people's minds? I don't know. I shouldn't know. I don't want to ask. Tis a silly question to ask.
As you can plainly see, my journal entry today is totally and completley random. It's of no use to you :3"
"Just RAIN already!!!! *stares out window* DAMMIT! Not working."
"I try to laugh, but my voice stops and I can't breathe.
I try to smile, but my face muscles stop before I can even smirk."
"Ok
I know that
I can be nice
I can be REALLY nice-
I'm too nice for my own good
But I can be mean
When I am,
I'm relentless
And it always ends up hurting everyone around me
Including the ones I love most.
I know
That I can be a crybaby
That my tears annoy you
That,
Life kicks me in the butt to often.
I know that
Someone out there
Is kind enough to love me.
Or rather, I should know.
But I don't.
I know that
I love people
And then they go and
Hurt me
Hurt themselves
Hurt others
...Die...
And it makes me loose
Faith
Hope
Joy
In the world
It makes me want to
Die
I don't want to feel pain anymore
I don't want to hear the words, of
"I hate you"
"Goodbye"
"You're not worth it"
I'm tired of hearing the words
"I love you"
"I'm your friend"
"I'll always be there for you"
They all lie
And that makes me..
...Cry...
It makes me want to start life all over
Fix everything
But I know I can't
And when I try to fix the future
I screw up
Time and time again
I don't like being alone
It scares me
It lets my mind wander and be free...
To reminisce in the memories...
To want to
...Die...
Why do people say these
Horrible, despicable things?
Why do people say
That they're my friends
That they love me
That... I have a chance?
I know that they lie
And so my world starts to crumble
And I can't pick it up
And I don't want to
I want everything to be left as it is
Maybe it will pick itself up
Maybe life will get better
Maybe
Maybe
JUST maybe
But never for sure
And it turns into a no
I hate having to scream
Scream and bleed
For everything
Crying is useless
I have no tears left
To waste on what I think is important
Nothing regains my hope anymore
Because it's all just a lie
We all live to die
And we die to let others live
But if I die
Will anyone care?
Really, truly care?
If I die
Will others die along with me?
Will my army die FOR me?
No
Life goes on
Without a thought of
Maybe
Maybe
Maybe
Maybe...
Maybe someone out there is trying to care
For others
For herself
For the world...
And we're the ones killing her inside
And no one is helping
And no one wants to help
So she sits
Waiting
For the time
That
Maybe
Maybe
Maybe?
Someone will come along
And save her
And save me
So save me
God, save me
You know I need it
You know everything
But you focus on other things
Why never me
Why never me?
I just want to live
I just want the pain to go away...
I just want...
...What do I want?
What DO I want?
What is it?
Is it that hard of a question to answer?
Do I have to figure it out by myself?
Or will someone come
Someday
Someday...
And save me?
I want to go on writing
I want to save my wrists and hands from bleeding
But what's the point anymore?"
"I'm lonely -o;-o"
"FAKE FRIENDS Never ask for food.
REAL FRIENDS Are the reason you have no food.
FAKE FRIENDS Call your parents Mr/Mrs.
REAL FRIENDS Call your parents DAD/MOM.
FAKE FRIENDS Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
REAL FRIENDS Would sit next to you sayin "Damn...we ******** up...but that s**t was fun!"
FAKE FRIENDS Have never seen you cry.
REAL FRIENDS Say wipe your face and shut the f**k up.
FAKE FRIENDS Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
REAL FRIENDS Keep your s**t so long they forget its yours.
FAKE FRIENDS Know a few things about you.
REAL FRIENDS Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you.
FAKE FRIENDS Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
REAL FRIENDS Will kick the whole crowds' a** that left you out.
FAKE FRIENDS Would knock on your front door.
REAL FRIENDS Walk right in and say "I'M HOME!!!"
FAKE FRIENDS Are for awhile.
REAL FRIENDS Are for life.
FAKE FRIENDS Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough.
REAL FRIENDS Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say "b***h, you better drink the rest of that-you know we don't waste.
FAKE FRIENDS Will talk s**t to the person who talks s**t about you.
REAL FRIENDS Will knock them out."
"Aaannnd I woke up pretty early this morning, so I'm in a-
Waitaminute. I'm in a GOOD mood today??? Scary O.O even to me.
I guess that explains the smile in the title. 0.0"
"...I've come to a realization...
...It's Friday, isn't it? *checks computer clock* WOOT!"
"Thus ends my capitalization."
"You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy f*****t
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it's our last"
"It's like everyone in the universe decided to pop online!
And now I'm uber busy talking to them!
AWAY! *woosh* "
"Speaking of today, it was free hug day at our school. My kinda day :]
...Yes, in case if anyone's wondering, I AM hyper!"
"Mannequin
Black rain has hindered your soul
Walking the earth...
Pulled by others' will
Dancing the lands
Not knowing that you're not the one
Making the moves
Soar and spin
When you do not wish
The strings are plucked and played
Strummed and frayed
If only the ties were cut
If only I were free"
"*jabbles on about nothing*"
"*is a teachers pet and PROUD of it >.<*"
"and now
I snack
on lemonade."
"THANKS FOR THE HAT <3 :]"
"Melancholic nocturnes whisper through the wind, drowning young children in sleep. Crickets sing a soft lullaby to those in need. Beds call to the people, screaming to be lain upon. Yes, sleep dear ones, for we know not what dreams will come of us in the night, nor the nightmares that will come of us in the day.
Sunlit rays of musical laughter fly to ears of the broken-hearted, and the fractures are healed. Joyous dances do the birds flutter in, patterns so care free and playful... The wind-swept, sun baked fields cry to the people, screaming to be frolicked in. Yes, awaken, dear ones, for we know not what light will come of us in the day, nor the darkness that will come of us in the night."
"Croon me a song, will you
Sing me to sleep, my lullaby
Hold me, dream away
Wait for me in dream land
Croon me a song, will you
Sing me to death, my lullaby
Cut off my air in beauty
Swing the scythe, wait for me in hell
Croon me a song, will you
Sing me an angel, my lullaby
Give me my wings and fly
Say to God, wait for me in heaven
Croon me a song, will you
Sing me a love, my lullaby
Part your lips and swallow me entire
Kiss me soft, wait for me at home
Croon me a song, will you
Sing me to sleep, my lullaby
Hold me, dream away
Hate me, free me, love me, wait for me in dream land"
"Why do I have to go?
Why can't I just stay?
Unfortunately
I can't stay here
But you kill me further
Riddle me this...
Don't save me, because I don't care
Where I go
It's up to me to save myself
But all I'm doing is killing myself further
I just want to be loved
So riddle me this
What I knew was wrong
You won't sing my song
No matter how much I love you
You won't see me as I am
So riddle me this..."
 XxFragmented_RealityxX · Mon Aug 03, 2009 @ 05:10am · 0 Comments |
|
|
|
|
|
