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Friday, 06 March 2009

  • Yeah, I've Been Depressed...

    Dude, everything sucks right now.

    My most pathetic brother, the one who you'd expect everything to go wrong for, is the one who's holding the lucky charm at the moment. My oldest brother's been beating a resemblance of life out of the way he's chosen to live. The brother who at age eight looked like the best prospect for a Life is the one who's running around blind and mindless. I'm stuck in the place I'd least like to be in the whole world, and I can't find a job that'll get me out of here: They're all the kind that dig you in deeper, you know, the kind that beat the brains out of you and barely pay the rent (or whatever)... At least the youngest hasn't strayed far from what one expected of him. He's still lazy, spoiled and one of the biggest losers I know.

    Okay, yeah, I sound bitter, I know. And I am! It bugs me to think that my younger brothers are both losers, that my older brothers get all the luck, and that i can't catch a damned ride out of this damned hell. I want just one effing break in my life, and I can take it from there, I swear.

    What am I doing bugging out online?

Friday, 30 January 2009

  • She sings stories of ladies she meets in her dreams

    Who come to her borne on butterfly wings

    They say, “fly with us” and try to take her hands

    But never can she move to join them in their dance

    So they flutter down to sit beside her

    And sing her stories of the beauty of their world

    She listens quietly and with her eyes closed

    Because that’s how they tell her she’ll see the most

     

    Oh, she can never stay dreaming for how long it takes

    But she brings the stories back with her when she wakes

    And every night she hopes to go back to that place

    Until maybe someday she acquires their fragile grace

    And somehow she knows that when she fades into death
    They’ll be waiting for her to fly into their arms outstretched

     

Sunday, 17 August 2008

  • Quick update, and a poem

    Okay, just a quick little thing to let you all know why I haven't been posting. I've been a bit busy these last few days, getting in really late, and only want to vegetate. So, if you've missed me, I'm sorry.

    I'm going to try to get the next two writing assignments done and posted tomorrow, and in the meantime, here's a little poem, that I happen to like a little bit more than it deserves, but oh well.

    DON'T, PLEASE

    Dont,

    Dont walk on me,

    Dont hate me,

    Dont ignore me.

    Please,

    I have a question,

    A proposition to make:

    Why cant you please

    Just leave your hate aside?

    Just notice me,

    But dont hurt me,

    Dont put me down,

    For your own sake.

    Dont bother me,

    Ill leave you alone.

    Dont tread on me

    Or look straight through me,

    Because youre a person,

    Just like me,

    And everything you do

    Might come back,

    Out of the nowhere,

    And slap you in the face

    Someday

     

Friday, 15 August 2008

  • No, no volvere, jamas!

    Okay, so... most of you probably don't read/understand spanish. But I need to post this anyways. I was chatting with one of my exes the other night, and he told me to listen to this song...

    >EDIT: These are the lyrics to that song. The part in purple(pinkish color?) is what he pointed out that I should listen to, says (in tacky, loose translation, because I'm tired): To wait / wait for her to come back / and tell him "I'm here, my love / forget doesn't exist / I'm here, my love, back again / I've come / you can believe it, forget doesn't exist, my love / doesn't exist"

    Un Hombre De Frente A Una Ventana
    Súper Lúcida La Mirada
    Recorre El Paisaje Y No,
    No Es Su Interior, Es Luna.

    Son Sombras Lejanas Del Bosque
    Es Algo Raro En Las Estrellas, Sonidos Que Inducen Temor
    Y También Melancolía De Esperar
    De Esperar

    Esperar Que Ella Vuelva
    Y Le Diga "Acá Estoy, Mi Amor
    No Existe El Olvido,
    Acá Estoy Mi Amor De Vuelta
    He Venido
    Lo Puedes Creer, No Existe El Olvido, Mi Amor
    No Existe…"

    Su Mente Inquieta Se Puebla De Historias
    Su Cuerpo Es Solo Memoria
    Es Eso Que Hay Que Sentir
    Con Paciencia Infinita
    Andando Las Calles Ajenas
    De Hombres Que Al Fin Le Dan Pena
    Campanas En La Noche
    Ruidos De Melancolía
    De Esperar

    Que Esperar?

    Esperar Que Ella Vuelva
    Y Le Diga Acá Estoy Mi Amor
    No Existe El Olvido,
    Acá Estoy Mi Amor De Vuelta
    He Vencido
    No Puedes Creer, No Existe El Olvido Mi Amor
    No Existe…

    Delirio, Tremendo, Ficción Literaria
    Secretos Que Fueron Plegaria
    Espejo Maldito Que Al Fin,
    Duplico Toda Su Vida
    Andando Las Calles Ajenas
    De Hombres Que Al Fin Le Dan Pena
    Campanas En La Noche
    Ruidos De Melancolía

    De Esperar
    Que Esperar?
    Esperar Que Ella Vuelva
    Y Le Diga Acá Estoy Mi Amor
    No Existe El Olvido,
    Acá Estoy Mi Amor De Vuelta
    He Vencido
    Lo Puedes Creer, No Existe El Olvido Mi Amor
    No Existe…

    Sometimes I get so annoyed with people! Just.Stop.Dreaming.DAMMIT!

Wednesday, 13 August 2008

  • Ars Amandi

    I wanted to get this up a lot sooner, but my internet died on me earlier, so I went to visit friends, and I got home much later than originally planned.

    So... Anyhow. Today (Aug. 13) is my boyfriend's birthday. I knew that I wanted to post something about him, but I've got a few years of writings on the jackass, so it was incredibly hard to choose just one thing. At one point I had almost decided on just slapping up a whole bunch of Frags, but I have far too many, and also, some of them are rather... personal. It took a really long time, but I finally decided on this one, because it's very simple, to the point, and pretty much encompasses and describes our entire relationship, without going into the nitty-gritties.


    If all my life passed me by

    I wouldn’t care

    Because I’ve known you

     

    If all my soul just slipped away

    It wouldn’t matter

    Because I’ve been crushed by you

     

    If my whole spirit crumbled and broke

    I wouldn’t mind

    Because I’ve broken you

     

    If all other girls decided I’m a threat

    It wouldn’t matter

    Because I’ve held you

     

    If all the world crashed down on me

    I wouldn’t care

    Because I’ve had you

     

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