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Pisceans, so the story goes, are wistful, whimsical, misty-eyed dreamers who live in a cloud cuckoo land. It is said that they simply do not possess the power of rational thought because they are creatures entirely of instinct. They are supposed to be unreliable, easily influenced by others and helplessly fond of drugs and alcohol

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  • December 24 9:55 AM

    Frohe Weihnachten 2007


    Gehet aber hin und lernet, was das sei:

    «Ich will Barmherzigkeit und nicht Opfer.»

    Denn ich bin nicht gekommen,

    Gerechte zu berufen,

    sondern Sünder.
    ( Matthäus 9:13 )

     


    Hast Du einen "weißen Stein" ?

    Hier KLICKEN um zu Live Space "Jesus Christus komme bald" zugehn

    Weisser Stein mit neuem-Namen der Ihn hat

     


  • October 18 12:12 AM
     
    More best wishes from Alabama
  • September 13 6:07 AM
    Just stopped by to see what you were up to. I bet it's something good! Much love from Alabama. Mitch 
  • July 06 12:40 AM
    DREAM COME TRUE
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January 21

hmm

Singing for the lonely
You're not the only ones who feel this
So scared of what we're doing
All the time

Here comes wasted head-space
Paranoia
Anger, misplaced feelings
Leave me nowhere
All the time

I don't wake up early every morning
'Cause the more I sleep the less I have to say
Scared of you always thinking that I'm boring
Stop me yawning my life away

Tender young confusion
Send black mariah for blue delusions
Lays heavy oh so heavy
On my mind

I'm so sick of people's expectations
Leaves me tired all the time
If your home's full of useless aggravation
Then don't bring it to mine

I seem to spend my life
Just waiting for the chorus
'Cause the verse is never nearly
Good enough

 The hooligan half of me
That steals from Woolworth's
While the other lives for love

lonely
I don't mind the abuse
It fills in time
When I'm not much use
But it's killing me, killing me slowly

They all say
I'm too restless
But words cut deep
When you're defenceless
And they're killing me, but killing me slowly

There was a time when we were fine
And I could tolerate you
I do believe that you should leave
'cos I've grown to hate you
Should I be weak and turn my cheek
'cos I'm scared to fall
But I just don't know you
And you don't know me at all

I've been told that love's a celebration
But I've lost faith through frustration
And it's killing me, but killing me slowly

You paint my picture black
The joke's on me
And I don't wanna laugh
Remember the good times
Won't you bring them back someday, somehow

I don't mind feeling blue
If I could smile just like you do
And it's killing me, killing me slowly

I can't go on alone
Pretending nothing's wrong
Maybe I just want to belong
Somewhere, somehow, somehow




January 14

Drinky

It is no secret i like a drink, especially on a friday night, nothing better than to unwind from an unpleasant week than a few tequilas and some Karaoke!
 
However whatever I did when i was drunk didn't happen if i can't remember it!
Some people might call it denial, I prefer common sense. Just keep blocking those shameful memories...

If there isn't hard evidence... photos/videos, police reports, tattoos... it didn't happen!

It also doesn't matter who tells you of your alleged behaviour of the night before... mother, best friend, priest... if you can't remember then they are just cruel people who are lying to you, no matter what's said/done/proven in court, if there are no coherent memories of it then it didn't happen.

Unless i'm there to witness the events. everything i say is gospel and should be believed despite whatever memories you have left. :-)
 
Difficult things to say whilst drunk...

a) Innovative
b) Preliminary
c) Proliferation
d) Cinnamon

Things that are VERY difficult to say when you’re drunk…

a) Specificity
b) British Constitution
c) Passive-aggressive disorder
d) Transubstantiate

Things that are ABSOLUTELY IMPOSSIBLE to say when you’re drunk…

a) Thanks, but I don’t want to sleep with you.
b) Nope, no more booze for me.
c) Sorry, but you’re not really my type.
d) No kebab for me, thank you.
e) Good evening officer, isn’t it lovely out tonight?
f) I’m not interested in fighting you.
g) Oh, I just couldn’t - no one wants to hear me sing.
h) Thank you, but I won’t make any attempt to dance, I have no co-ordination. I’d hate to look like a fool.
i) Where is the nearest toilet? I refuse to vomit in the street.
j) I must be going home now as I have work in the morning
 
 
January 07

Gaaah

Why are there these people in life that are there soley to make yours a misery?

you know these people, they become your friends cos they have lots in common with you, they are charming and funny, great to be around...

That is until the mask slips... could take a week, a  month, a year, but it does slip...

Then you realise these people were not your friend, they were chameleons, simply adapting themselves to your life, your friends, your family, your boyfriend...

In the end they turn against you and play you off against these people or they try

Luckily in most cases the friends, family, partners have already seen the other side to this person so it is not a problem, but this wont stop them, they continue to try and stay in contact, so they are always there, they wont ever really be out of your life no matter how hard you try to simply avoid them.

I simply cut contact with these people and wish to be left alone by them.

Lets not open a can of worms.