tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-200854802011-04-21T21:02:14.218-07:00Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.comBlogger151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20085480.post-1145965168131208792006-04-25T04:38:00.000-07:002006-04-25T04:39:28.146-07:00Night swimming in her diamond dress Making small circles move across the surface Stand watching from the steady shore Feeling wide open and waiting for Something warm and tender Now she's moving further from you There was nothing that could make it easy on you Every step you take reminds you that she's walking wrong<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20085480-114596516813120879?l=fakeabrightsmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20085480.post-1136461977293915752006-01-05T03:47:00.000-08:002006-01-05T03:52:57.303-08:00Going away tomorrow..hope i never never come back to this hell hole.<br />though there are some things i'll miss...you know urself..<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">~I have so many around me<br />But no one knows my name<br />If i left they would case me<br />But its like i never came~</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20085480-113646197729391575?l=fakeabrightsmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20085480.post-1136296058536584062006-01-03T05:45:00.000-08:002006-01-03T05:47:38.546-08:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Well it's easy to see from afar </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">And it's easy to be on your guard </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">But it's harder just to be </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">who you are</span></strong><br /><br />i'm happy! ok not today..it was borin! but it was a gd day...i guess..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20085480-113629605853658406?l=fakeabrightsmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20085480.post-1136103094730635642006-01-01T00:06:00.000-08:002006-01-01T00:11:34.736-08:00I really feel that i'm losing my bestfriend,i can't belive it might be the end..if its real than i don't want to know.<br /><br />Show me places cloaked in secrets,<br />Pierce the gloom of darkness night.<br />Reveal that which has been hidden.<br />Let me see from inner sight...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20085480-113610309473063564?l=fakeabrightsmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20085480.post-1135949966254158612005-12-30T05:38:00.000-08:002005-12-30T05:39:26.260-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>though i'm come so far...still got so far to go...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20085480-113594996625415861?l=fakeabrightsmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20085480.post-1135944424036926102005-12-30T04:03:00.000-08:002005-12-30T04:07:04.043-08:00i did nothing today it was so so so good! i damn tired i have no fuckin idea why...i think something is wrong with people today,like they shldn't care and run crazy through the streets and kill everyone with knifes and pans or pots or suffocate them with jars...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20085480-113594442403692610?l=fakeabrightsmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20085480.post-1135865745438080592005-12-29T06:14:00.002-08:002005-12-29T06:15:45.440-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>He and she, two different people</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>With two separate livesThen you put the two together</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>And get a spectacular surprise’cause one can teach the other one</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>What she doesn’t knowWhile still the other fills a place inside</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>He never knew had room to gro<span style="color:#000000;">w</span></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20085480-113586574543808059?l=fakeabrightsmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20085480.post-1135865744397372312005-12-29T06:14:00.001-08:002005-12-29T06:15:44.400-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>He and she, two different people</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>With two separate livesThen you put the two together</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>And get a spectacular surprise’cause one can teach the other one</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>What she doesn’t knowWhile still the other fills a place inside</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>He never knew had room to gro<span style="color:#000000;">w</span></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20085480-113586574439737231?l=fakeabrightsmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20085480.post-1135827510247763202005-12-28T19:34:00.000-08:002005-12-28T19:38:30.256-08:00i dun know why i'm lost,i'm troubled and i have no blinkin idea at why...you feel lost than torn apart,ripped right at the start..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20085480-113582751024776320?l=fakeabrightsmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20085480.post-1135699292913299212005-12-27T07:56:00.000-08:002005-12-27T08:01:32.920-08:00the beat is the sound,the drum the instrument,the bum the music of the world.Man today i loved to go jamming...i miss the drums! it makes me happy..ok all noise does,hmm..when am i happiest? when with my girl..quite amazing actually...quiet compared to noisy distractions..shrug<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20085480-113569929291329921?l=fakeabrightsmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20085480.post-1135492248545540102005-12-24T22:26:00.000-08:002005-12-24T22:30:48.550-08:00Last Christmas i gave you my heart..the very next day you gave it away,this year to salavge my tears i'm giving to someone special.<br /><br />its like all the tears jus fell down and woke me up,,,been asleep for so so long..now i'm jus glad i'm awake..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20085480-113549224854554010?l=fakeabrightsmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20085480.post-1135419611697096922005-12-24T02:12:00.000-08:002005-12-24T02:20:11.696-08:00Tomorrow is Christmas...i missed it last time..about now i was in the hospital..lost in my own bloody screwed up world..now the world's not really much better but at least i got my friends,my dogs,my family and my girlfriend..man..i feel like crying..i hope i will..but i nv do..later i'll be in chruch,listening to songs abt Christ's birth.Basicly he's why i'm alive today..but sometimes i wish i wasn''t..but mostly i'm glad i am...oh God why can't i cry,feel damn damn fucking blinking sad..but no tears..i guess when you look in a mirror and you see crap..most things dun bring you to tears anymore..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20085480-113541961169709692?l=fakeabrightsmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20085480.post-1135307591315766912005-12-22T19:10:00.000-08:002005-12-22T19:13:11.316-08:00Well today is friday...<br /><br />-end of the weekdays<br />-doesn't really matter cos everyday is sunday for me<br />-karma will kill me,and leave me there bleeding<br />-i hope today's good,but i'm alive so everyday is good<br />-sometimes i'd rather be dead...ok asleep<br />-more asleep..sleep..sleep..sleep<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20085480-113530759131576691?l=fakeabrightsmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20085480.post-1135227501546575772005-12-21T20:57:00.000-08:002005-12-21T20:58:21.553-08:00Now to drive away the pain<br />I'll destroy all I disdain<br />I'll become what I despise<br />Living someone elses lies<br />Now obsession rules my mind<br />This commotion makes me blind<br />Searching out who ever runs<br />Or has stolen away my life<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20085480-113522750154657577?l=fakeabrightsmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20085480.post-1135225055003870862005-12-21T20:12:00.000-08:002005-12-21T20:17:35.006-08:00<strong><span style="font-size:180%;">bored like hell!!!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Misconceptional jerk here!!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">I like summer, but it's too hot </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">I love winter, but it's too cold </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">I do tarot readings, but i don't believe it</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">I analyse horoscopes, but i don't believe in it </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">I read up on the supernatural, but I don't believe in it</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">I collect magic cards, but i dun like playing it</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">I worship art, but i don't aspire to be an artist</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">I play music, but i don't aspire to be a musician</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">I am fond of satanic stuff, but i am not satanic</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">What i am sure about is... that ...I am a skeptic, a spastic, a sadist....</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20085480-113522505500387086?l=fakeabrightsmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320370544767237524noreply@blogger.com0