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Name - Chris
Age - 18 years old
Marital status: single and lonely
Zodiac - Aries i think
Birthday - march 30th
Location - Canada
Hair Colour: Brown
Current Haircut: shortish
Enjoys: Guitar, Karate...and fun stuff
Dislikes: confusing ppl (namely girls)
Obsessions: Guitar
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And I said to God "Why Me?" and God said to me "Why Not?"
Music: Existentialism On Prom Night -Straylight Run
O ME! O life!
Of the questions of these recurring,
Of the endless trains of the faithless,
Of cities fill'd with the foolish,
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I,
and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the
struggle ever renew'd,
Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see
around me,
Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me
intertwined,
The question, O me! so sad, recurring-What good amid these,
O me, O life?
The Answer, that you are here.
That life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on,
And you may contribute a verse.
What will be your verse?
Nov 2005
Will you notice when I'm gone?
They say, all good things must come to an end.
Was I ever wanted? Was I good enough to be around?
I tried to stay strong, I tried to be everything everyone ever wanted.
I ended up with nothing myself.
I haven't been true lately.
I haven't really been myself.
I am lost.
I am trying to find myself, but with ever step i take, the world gets darker.
I get more scared with every second passed.
I wont forget. I never forget.
I wont just push it into my past.
Regrets, faults and tears.
I never let things go.
They're always here tearing me down.
Faster and faster I fall.
All my worthless words cant even add up to a part of how i feel.
It doesnt matter if you read this.
It doesnt matter if you care.
I dont want your sympathy.
I dont want your tears.
I dont want your goodbyes
I just want you to hear... If anything happends.. cuz nothing will ever be alright.
I want you to know that I love you.
Will you remember me?
Someone I really care about wrote that to me a a long time ago (long enuff anyway). Something did happen, its not alright. But I remember. Always will. It's one of those bittersweet things life's full of (along with the plenty'o'bitter things and just a few sweet things. I think I'll go stew about this and get some sleep. Don't miss the next random post, Same bat time, Same bat place!