tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97646192011-04-22T06:38:58.120+10:00this is a no-brainer blog...has no coherence nor unity...has no end nor beginning (not literally of course) but that i seem to be going in a loop when i think...jAbber_woCkYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16412331021883147763noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9764619.post-1159419468303850042006-09-28T14:57:00.000+10:002006-09-28T14:58:05.653+10:00( ) <br/><br/>what's wrong with you?<br/>he's a freaking faerie<br/>and there's no changin' him<br/>dahlin'<br/><br/>wake yourself from this fantasy<br/>it's slowly becoming a nightmare <br/>and you're slowly sinkin'<br/><br/>i'm sorry...<br/>but yes,<br/>i am sinking.<br/><br/>if you would not just look<br/>but stare,<br/>stare into his soul and you would know<br/>know how deep the longing goes.<br/><br/>faerie was as faerie is,<br/>can i awake the prince with one kiss?<br/><br/>of course not,<br/>you pathetic excuse for a creature called woman<br/><br/>of course not,<br/>preference is no variable,<br/>'tis a constant<br/><br/>mind if i say again<br/>of course not,<br/>when a man wants a man...<br/>he wants a man,<br/>he wants a man.<br/><br/><br/><table width="200" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" border="0"><br/><tbody><tr><br/><td width="200" height="200" valign="top"><br/><iframe src="http://www.tag-board.com/my.tag?name=kArUrA" name="tag" width="200" height="200" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0"></iframe> <br/><script>netscape_support();</script><br/></td><br/></tr><br/><tr><br/><td><br/><a href="http://www.tag-board.com/" target="_new">Powered by TagBoard Message Board</a><br/></td><br/></tr><br/><tr><br/><td><br/><form action="http://www.tag-board.com/add.tag" method="post" name="tagform" target="tag"><br/><input type="hidden" name="name" value="kArUrA"><br/> Name<br/><br/><input name="tagname" maxlength="20"><br/><br/> URL or Email<br/><br/><input name="tagurl" maxlength="100"><br/><br/> Messages(<a href="http://www.tag-board.com/smilies/smilies.htm" onclick="return pop_up_smilies();" target="_blank">smilies</a>) <br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><input class="button" type="submit" value="TAG" onclick="return Clear_Last_Message_on_Submit();"> <br/></form><br/><script>rememberme()</script><br/></td><br/></tr><br/></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764619-115941946830385004?l=carnalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jAbber_woCkYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16412331021883147763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9764619.post-1159419113592250302006-09-28T14:51:00.000+10:002006-09-28T14:56:34.486+10:00what's wrong with you?<br />he's a freaking faerie<br />and there's no changin' him<br />dahlin'<br /><br />wake yourself from this fantasy<br />it's slowly becoming a nightmare <br />and you're slowly sinkin'<br /><br />i'm sorry...<br />but yes,<br />i am sinking.<br /><br />if you would not just look<br />but stare,<br />stare into his soul and you would know<br />know how deep the longing goes.<br /><br />faerie was as faerie is,<br />can i awake the prince with one kiss?<br /><br />of course not,<br />you pathetic excuse for a creature called woman<br /><br />of course not,<br />preference is no variable,<br />'tis a constant<br /><br />mind if i say again<br />of course not,<br />when a man wants a man...<br />he wants a man,<br />he wants a man.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764619-115941911359225030?l=carnalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jAbber_woCkYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16412331021883147763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9764619.post-1112438946229811592005-04-02T20:45:00.000+10:002005-04-02T20:49:06.230+10:00dees es fer ol de joonkies...dus in rehab..ye know de i-have-stopped-but-not-anymore types...<br />ayt? i knows dat ees shite fer ye...but i choose life...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764619-111243894622981159?l=carnalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jAbber_woCkYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16412331021883147763noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9764619.post-1110664165600841192005-03-13T07:33:00.000+10:002005-03-13T08:06:34.490+10:00(for hatred)<br />out that i am not perfect...well,who is...<br />out that i will never be who i am...<br />out to me all my wrongdoings...yet u never point it out to yourself...<br />out that eversince my biggest blunder i will never be able to really stand up and be happy<br /><br />that i am so inquisitive and i have this idealistic point of view when it comes to being happy...it is not that i want to be happy-happy-joy-joy...i just want to be content...is that wrong?...<br /><br />your finger at me everytime trouble is lurking around the corner<br /><br />me to the harsh reality that i will never be able to do whatever, whenever and wherever i please..<br /><br />(for the creature that once resided in me)<br />your pouty mouth at me and kiss me...and that just gives me reason to go on living<br />your finger to my pencils (gasp! my faber castel) whenever you want me to do my own interpretation of a shark...and that delights me<br />me to the right direction..it was you all along that i needed for me to plant my feet firmly to the ground and to set my thinking straight<br />me to look into myself and judge whether i am doing a heck of a job raising you...and by you looking at me...holding me...calling me...you bring tears to my eyes...<br />me to thinking...i have to be strong...i have to live thru all the disappointments and frustrations because i have you now, my son...that i need to think of..i need to care...i need to love...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764619-111066416560084119?l=carnalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jAbber_woCkYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16412331021883147763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9764619.post-1106013794667941612005-01-18T11:57:00.000+10:002005-01-18T12:03:28.400+10:00i am close to spilling my guts out...everytime i open my eyes... <br />i look at my face in the mirror and i cannot recognize... <br />me... i have blood in my hands...this should not be... <br />but i have done it...no way of undoing it... <br />there is blood on the floor...i have to wipe it... <br />i locked the door...someone might see it... <br />now i do not know why i can never seem to jump from the edge... <br />i walk to the shore hmmm... <br />how long will i walk for me to reach the edge... <br />i seem to be going in circles... in circles...in circles... <br />could it be because there is no edge? <br />i was wondering...i was thinking...now i am doubting... <br />my existence seems to be going in circles...in circles..in circles... <br />i know i am going somewhere...but if i go in circles... <br />then i would take me to where i was where i started won't it?... <br />now...where was i? hmmm...cannot quite figure it out anymore... <br />i feel like i am so absorbed with myself... <br />that i do not know where i start and where i end...or is there? <br />i cannot quite fathom the way this has been going... <br />not that it is unfathomable...just that it is quite complex... <br />as complex as the beauty of a flower... <br />as complex as the sunrise... <br />as complex aas the warmth of the rays... <br />now can you explain it?... <br />now why was i here? i never walked to anywhere.. <br />i was only sleeping...but how come i am here... <br />did you carry me? did i let you? <br />did i ask you? <br />i cannot seem to stop the emotion... <br />i am so squeezed out and i am dried out by you.... <br />i think now i can let go of what i am supposed to do <br />but time has its own pace my stranger...my friend... <br />i finally have a face of you...god... why now? why here? <br />i swore to never hurt you but i think now i seem to be tempted once more <br />but why? i would not know.. <br />i am a person with no reason no excuse, no alibi <br />just too difficult..this world is difficult do i need to let go, for me to hold on? <br />me lost?! no..i know where i am..i just do not where to go next.. <br />do u? i am asking u..not as ur friend but as a stranger... <br />i am not ur angel as what u think i am.. <br />i dont have enough good in me... <br />to be perceived as such.. i am evil and i admit it... <br />'tis my reality i am asking u..to know if there is more to that hollow laughter.. <br />if there is more to your rogue attitude... <br />if there is more to the rebel that you say u are... <br />u think i'd be lost? <br />more lost that i already am? <br />ur mask...when can we take that off? <br />when will i see the real you? <br />u cannot and never will be able to make me lose track.. <br />if i have never been on it... <br />what u see is me... <br />what u dont see..u dont know... <br />if u ask me..i might tell you... <br />but u have to bare in front of me with no pretensions.. <br />no masks... <br />no attitude... <br />no nothing.. <br />so now im playing ur game? <br />wud u play mine? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764619-110601379466794161?l=carnalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jAbber_woCkYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16412331021883147763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9764619.post-1105502548960070182005-01-12T13:57:00.000+10:002005-01-12T14:03:17.140+10:00you guys can check this one out...i am just trying this one out and see if i do get it right this time hehehe <br /> <br />as the title would indicate..i just love their fashion... <br /> <br />i love it..i love it...i love it... <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764619-110550254896007018?l=carnalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jAbber_woCkYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16412331021883147763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9764619.post-1105497968716395422005-01-12T12:42:00.000+10:002005-01-12T12:55:22.443+10:00I took my love, I took down <br />I climbed a mountain, I turned around <br />And I saw my reflection in a snow covered hill <br />'Til the landslide brought it down <br />Mirror in the sky, what is love <br />Can the child within my heart rise above <br />Can I sail through the changing ocean tides <br />Can I handle the seasons of my life, oh <br />Well, I've been afraid of changing <br />'Cause I've built my life around you <br />Time makes you bolder <br />Even children get older <br />And I'm getting older, too <br />Well, I've been afraid of changing <br />'Cause I've built my life around you <br />Time makes you bolder <br />Even children get older <br />And I'm getting older, too <br />I get older, too <br />Oh, I took my love and I took down <br />Oh, I climbed a mountain, I turned around <br />And if you see my reflection in a snow covered hill <br />The landslide brought it down <br />The landslide brought it down <br />Oh, oh, oh <br /> <br />gOd!! <br />i cannot get this song out of my head...for almost 3 days now..this song has been playing on and on and on in my head... <br />this song just gives me the creeps..but not in a bad way...it just gets me into a solemn mood...must be because of CoRgaN's voice...he has that shrilly voice that sort of gets you teary-eyed and angry at the same time... <br /> <br />i just love this guy..and what is weird is that he looks like those guys from the movie..."Dark City"...dont you think so? <br /> <br />anyways..as you very well know this was done by FlEetWood MaC and then done by SmAsHinG PumPkInS which I think is by far the best ...and then it was redone by DixIe ChiCks...i have nothing again country music..but Im nOt A biG Fan either <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764619-110549796871639542?l=carnalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jAbber_woCkYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16412331021883147763noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9764619.post-1105141658952362912005-01-08T09:30:00.000+10:002005-01-08T11:36:52.970+10:00well...where do i start? <br />obviously January 1 right...the holidays were fun i had a "coupla" drinks here and there...had my stomach full for a few days and now i am trying with all might to lose a LOT of what i have gained... <br />had too much fun...now i am having too much suffering..touche... <br />i really did not feel the holiday spirit 'cos i had to work..bummer.. <br />well better that than be a bum..ryt? <br />so as usual..work..work and work <br />talk..talk..and talk <br />walk..walk and walk <br />while huffin' and puffin' the boredness away <br />there goes Php1.50/stick ( if u know what i mean ) <br /> <br />now now now..i know i had such a bad intro...more like i was really ticked off by this person so i did not have the clear head needed to have a coherent composition <br />but 'tis a new year..so i will just forget this but i will never forgive him... never ever <br /> <br />enough about the bad weed of the society <br />let us proceed with the happy things in life <br /> <br />first..i felt so ecstatic looking at my son's face when he was opening his "gaboondok" gifts... <br />as usual for me i got a GIFT! how pathetic is that? and a blouse!!?? a RED blouse!?!? for that matter...as if the giver was trying to say.."heck, i did not bother thinking about what gift to give you so i just picked up the first thing i saw near the exit" <br /> <br />well, i just to have sulk to my usual corner in the house and contemplate (more like convince myself) that after all..IT IS THE THOUGHT THAT COUNTS! <br /> <br />well, i did not have luck convincing myself then but i still am thankful... <br /> <br />i am kinda wonderin' what to do with my life this year... <br />well all the constants in life would happen obviously..i will grow a year older and so will all the people around me... <br /> <br />i am on a diet now...so i am now trying to cut back on all the useless sugar (e.g. beer heheh) <br /> <br />planning to have dreadlocks...but i think ill try the temporary thing my friend was proposing so that i wud get the feel (and the gravity of having ur hair locked up in several bunches of backcombed hair) <br /> <br />i had my tongue pierced last last year...i have always wanted to get a tattoo but unfortunately...mi esposo won't let me... <br /> <br />hmmm...guess i need to think what i can do to myself now... <br /> <br /><blockquote></blockquote> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764619-110514165895236291?l=carnalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jAbber_woCkYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16412331021883147763noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9764619.post-1103865054255334182004-12-24T15:09:00.000+10:002004-12-25T09:42:57.183+10:00i am beginning another chapter of my life..another year is about to come and ill try to be as clean as possible. no more cheating (if can help it) but seriously, i will try to hold on to my morales right now. <br /> <br />this is the first time i have felt really violated to the core. <br />i wanna wring his fucking neck. you chauvinistic pig. hope you die.. <br /> <br />i would want to furnish you with the details but it would gross me out. <br /> <br />i just want to kill him..if only that is not a crime...if only people would not think otherwise of me <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9764619-110386505425533418?l=carnalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jAbber_woCkYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16412331021883147763noreply@blogger.com2