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Thursday, May 29, 2008

ZAMBA

Weeeeeeeee *runs around in her birthday suit*


Ok so like...I had a girlfriend, was dumped cuz she had a boyfriend, they broke up and now I plan on living with her.

I have a new job at wal-mart (minus the new part)

I am so close to murdering my friends at this point in time.

and I am only making this blog to prove that I am still a complete and utter idiot!!!!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Summary

In our world where man desires more power, knowledge and wealth above all else we are falling into a time of Chaos.

Not one hundred years ago some of the word’s brightest discovered the remnants of a time the earth forgot.

A time when humans truly believed in the power of our precious world, a time where we ruled
over power and magic beyond one’s imagination.

With the power to heal, create, a bring peace working along side the mythical beings of this world. However in the wrong hands this power and trust became a tool of destruction, for no matter what there are always humans with wicked hearts and greedy souls.

Soon humans began taking the mythical creatures we’d forged bonds with and turned them into slave, using ancient stones and spells they trapped them in a hollow world between this one and the next.

They used them as warriors, forcing them to fight against their own kind for the sake of our petty human wars.

Soon it turned the lands were turned into graveyards, the waters ran red with blood and the sky closed itself, bringing darkness upon us.

The earth had been angered and it rain down on humanity with disease, famine, and death.

No one could stop it, they had brought this destruction upon themselves, and not even the once loyal beings could help them for the earth put them into a place deep below it’s surface to keep
them safe.

Soon after this all knowledge was lost on them, humans began to forget the power they once possessed and simply evolved.

The earth did not kill her foolish children in hopes they would grow and evolve into something wonderful.

But the earth was wrong, the humans grew smart and soon unearth the burial grounds in which she sealed the ancient knowledge of their old world.

Now humans have reinvented ways to use the mythical beings with technology and use them for games, sports, and other contests.

It’s been a hundred years since we human uncovered our old ways, a hundred years to use these enslaved creatures to do our a bidding, and a hundred years we have been once more calling forth the earth’s rage.

This time though she had decided humanity has used up it’s chances and releases forces upon us unlike any we have ever seen.

It’s up to us to find a way to survive when our earth turns against us, up to us to save ourselves from the chaos we brought upon ourselves.

Few will stand to fight, few will learn the right path and choose to take it. But it is with those few that our future lies.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Lost

I find myself lost in the dark abyss
Looking for what has gone amiss
Something’s gone but I don’t know what
Something important, something I want

I blink against this feeling of loss
Like I’m caught in the tide, forever lost
This ocean of nothingness I cannot escape
Filling my heart with anger and hate

I reach out my hand toward the fading light
Only to be sucked away from it’s sight
I scream but my voice is silent
The darkness within coursing and violent

Curled into a protective ball
I say a prayer as I fall
Asking for a second chance
As I cast the surface, one final glance

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

My Friend


I will clasp the hand that others have rejected
I will see the pain in which your eyes have reflected
I will not abandon you to suffer alone
I will never allow your heart to be overgrown

My hand may not always be enough for you
But please know it is always there to help you through
I may not always be able to stop the tears from falling
But I’ll always be there for you when your calling

I cannot always be a light to keep the dark away
But I can help you fight it and keep it at bay
Someday you won’t even need me
Until then beside you I shall be

Diana I hope you know I am always going to be here for you no matter what, you are like my best friend and that will never change.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

To my self-nominated Big Brother!!


How do tell someone how special they are
When it’s someone you’ve never met?
How do you tell them thank you
For all the right things they‘ve said?

Is it really so very rare
To find someone who actually cares?
Well if so then luck must be on my side
Because I found one of those rare people

A person who has yet to judge my mistakes
Instead I receive the praise I rarely get
I ask no one to heal my broken heart
I’m just glad there is someone who cares it’s broken

So my thanks go out as well as my prayers
For that someone who deserves the very best
A truly special friend of mine
And wish him happiness for the rest of his time.



Monday, February 12, 2007


To be perfect is like being a glass rose.
It means standing before everyone with poise and beauty.
Never moving or wavering before their eyes.
To never feel touch nor your own heart

You do it for all those around you
Never once considering your own feelings
Their gazes making sure you never make a mistake
To stay still and beautiful forever more

To be perfect is to be a glass rose
So lovely but always in danger of breaking
To be tossed aside for something more lovely
Or Carelessly dropped and broken

So if being perfect is being a glass rose
Then I am glad you are the real deal
Despite the thorns that prick my finger
Aside from the fact that one day you shall wilt

I am glad you are a real rose
Not only beautiful to look upon
But your beauty resides within as well
So I am glad you are not perfect nor made of glass

Because honestly glass is just no fun to hug

Thursday, December 28, 2006

Blood oozes from the cracks in my flesh
Gagging as the smell of rotting skin rings fresh
Screaming as blades so hot sear me to the bone
Still no cried come for I know I'm on my own


My skin burns as it is set aflame with infections
Tears roll down as my body is hacked into sections
Biting my bottom lip as my skin is peeled off
Crying as they bruise my flesh so soft.


Knives are taken to the patches of flesh that remain
Doing anything they can to cause me pain
Skin falling apart and bleeding itself dry
The smell of soured flesh brings a tear to my eye


As I stare down at my shredded skin
I can hear my own screams from within
Flinching from the salt poured into my blood
Pulling into my mind as my body is tossed through the mud


Chains bite at me to hold me in place
My fingers lift to search my battered face
I finally close my eyes as my soul weeps
And smile as the last drop of blood seeps
 
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