"An oblivious death of a grotesque nightmare... blood dripping from it's decapitated abysmal body... the silhouette of the moon... overwhelmed completely by darkness... deceased bodies everywhere... while a sharp knife... thrusted at my head... covering my face with blood... as my head departs from my body... death is grinning... right beside me... isn't it a lovely sight?..." that's me... so don't you dare give a crap... im warning you! i have a dead salmon in my hand... and im not afraid to use it!

This week's "Last Song Syndrome" is...

Artist: Deftones
Song: Back to School

The feeling that engulfs my sanity is...

Sleeping soundly in the dark

Jakyu
& Deft_sheep

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Entries for June, 2004

June 1, 2004
When in denial...
Posted at 03:31 AM

Foolish men...

My mind is so confused... things are happening so fast... what happened to us? we used to be so perfect... now im lost and lonely... what happened to us? now i know what love really is... love is such a f**king poison that does nothing but kill you... you risk everything for this certain feeling... and once you got a chance to feel it... you can never let it go... you're stuck with it... forever... there's this one person i kept on denying... i was afraid he would ruin my life... destroy my liberation and enslave me into a fantasy... which in reality... is a total nightmare... like what happened to me before... i feel nothing towards his presence... but now... now.... i don't even know what to say... he was... always there... there to listen and to cheer me up... yet i keep on denying his effort... his humors... his determination to get closer to me... i was afraid... that my heart will be broken once more... but... little did i know...

that i was helping it break into pieces...

and on that day... his memory haunted my inner escence... his face... lurking inside my head... confusing my heart once more... seeing him away from me... makes tears fall from my eyes... but the funny thing is... i don't even know why... am i in denial? with the help of my friends... who keeps on making me admit my feelings... towards him... i was... getting more confuesd...do i like him or not.... before i could answer that... but now... now... i don't know... but...

the truth is....

i do...

i do...

like him...

yet i still hate him...

now i feel... what it is to burn... to suffer seeing him without me... seeing him with someone else... seeing me fall once more... but i realized... i was still enlsaved... unable to go free... how i wish to grasp that freedom once more... someone still holds the key... and the sad thing is... i loved being in a cage... before... now i regret it... yet a little voice inside me... says i should'nt go... he still holds... the key to my freedom... so all i can do is weap and hope... hope that someday...

the one who left me hanging would fall for me again...

but... when i got the chance to hold the key in the palm of my hands... i let go... and threw it away... i did'nt know why but... i did it... when i got the chance to be free... i ran away... i was free but still... not too long enough... i'll come back... i promise...

so many people kept messing my mind... making me believe in such things.... making me believe that i feel special... saying such lies and keeps on saying such foolish flattery... and once they see my inner self... they run away... using me just for their joy and pleasure... to make them feel special... not me... and its a shame... i used to like one of them...

Foolish men... making my mind so confused.... how i hate you...


Hoobastank's What happened to us


June 17, 2004
A tranquil evening...
Posted at 11:29 AM

A tranquil evening...
Sheep*

Finally... its over
my libreration once again reimbursed
a tranquil evening descends
but... why do i still grieve this pain?

after all the complexities i had
all those sleepless nights
and all the tears i shed
emptiness... still inside my soul

relief and quintessential amity
was secured in the arms of my judgment
not knowing i was blinded
blinded by my own selfish pride...

vague portraits of my abhorence
precious wraithlike voices from within
oblivious memories overwhelms me
as my beloved beau haunts while im asleep

after all my struggles
in escaping my traumatic past
still forlorn consequences occurs
still i grieve this pain...

how i wish to grasp
the tranquility of my conscience once more
to feel innocecnt as a child
and free as a dove

i admit regret enclosed my thoughts
feeling sorrow as i let you go
because i want you to feel
the bliss of the serenity i once had.....


Spongecola's Jeepney


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