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[July 11, 2010 @ 6:37pm] |
.:Friends Only:.
.:Please Comment to be Added:.
I'm also part of this wonderful writing community... ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) excuse_me___ and it would be great if you could check it out :)
It provides us writers with prompts to use in order to get our creative juices flowing.. What more could you ask for?
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| Petition To Repeal The Ban Of Organ Donations By Sexually Active Gay Men |
[January 14, 2008 @ 11:04pm] |
I know I don't update much at all anymore but I'm posting this since it's important..
http://www.petitiononline.com/gayban/petition.html
Please spread the petition around should you be so inclined.
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| Poem - Dawson |
[September 16, 2006 @ 1:48am] |
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And it’s incomprehensible In its obscenity A life Removed from the universe Due to Darkness And intangible emotions - Emotions we will never understand Blame gets thrown around like a rag doll Reason is forever elusive in its escape act We all search for sense In a valley where sheer insanity prevails I’ll lay a flower down And praise its beauty, Its innocence - Representing forever a memory Of life grabbed too soon, Of victims maimed, And of chaos holding reign Over lives continuously searching for meaning.
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[September 14, 2006 @ 8:47am] |
I'm still at such a loss of words.
But the world has to keep on going. Tammy is still getting married on Sunday, I'm still turning 19 on Sunday and school will reopen.
It's just you never expect this to happen so close to home.
It's that whole "it could have been me" feeling. And you know what? It damn well could have been.
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[September 13, 2006 @ 10:37pm] |
So there was a shooting at my school today.
Thank fuck I didn't go to school when I was supposed to.. Otherwise I actually would have been in the cafeteria at th exact time that this all happened. I'm so greatful that I trust my instincts and my body when I feel out of sorts.
The brother of an old friend of mine got shot in the arm. There were 20 victims in total and only one died.
The shooter was shot by police.
My school will be closed at least until Monday.
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| date rape drugs warning |
[June 08, 2006 @ 10:23pm] |
warning: date rape drugs in montreal goth clubs
just a warning to all, there are date rape drugs being used in clubs in montreal. i have heard of people having things put in their drinks at saphir, passeport, & cafe chaos.
watch your drinks. some people have suspected that there is a couple who is doing this. others have had it done by individuals. please be vigillant. if this happens to you or someone you know, it is a crime and you have done nothing wrong. you may go to the police to take legal action and you may go to the clsc to get tested.
info about date rape drugs: http://www.4woman.gov/faq/rohypnol.htm
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| Public post.. |
[April 11, 2006 @ 6:36pm] |
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This website has a petition to sign to prevent Parliament from re-opening the vote on equal marriage status for same sex couples. It also has a search function to see where your MP stands on the issue, so you can then write to them if need be, and the campaign is accepting donations.
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[May 09, 2005 @ 10:17am] |
For anyone who's interested I wrote another paper on Gay Rights and Homophobia in Canada for my Social Problems course. I finished it this morning (FINALLY!) and you can all read it if you want :)
the original paper had endnotes and everything but i can't get themto work here so you'lll have to read it without knowing where my sources are from.
( read me! )
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[May 06, 2005 @ 10:39pm] |
I want you to post anything you want as a comment to this entry.
A story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love, anything.
It could be about me, to me or about you.
It could be to anyone.
Just write.
Do it anonymously please.
And don't hold back.
Please, just don't hold back.
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[May 05, 2005 @ 9:49pm] |
So I wrote this last month - April 10th to be exact (it was in my paper journal.) I just found it when I was looking for something else so I figured I'd type it out.
The answers are written in the clouds. only you can see within them what you want to see. I'll say a heart and you'll say a gun. Then you'll shoot the world into a million pieces. I could wrap them for you; I could even add a bow. My gift to you - imperfection - is being sent long distance. Do you accept the charges?
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| Wrote this April 3rd, just never posted it.. |
[April 11, 2005 @ 11:21pm] |
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You're waging a war on the self you've never met. It's a simple conflict of interests - he wants a smile and you want the world. What happened to limits? Were they washed away when the earth drowned out rationality? Or, were they exiled when society chased out intelligence? Can I play doctor now? I promise to pretend I know where everything fits. I'm a master of puzzles; I've figured everything out. Except for myself. And you. And you. And you. Maybe I know nothing.. So take a number, please. Have a seat, some burnt coffee, some crumbled cookies, and maybe even an empty promise or two.. Welcome to life; may I take your order?
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[March 27, 2005 @ 9:07am] |
I've lost myself somewhere along the way. If you manage to find me, please, return to sender. Postage is covered anywhere within the realm of me. I snap my fingers and the world takes a leap. You snap yours and it makes my heart flutter. I could be queen for a day, magic for an hour and myself for a minute. Or a lifetime.. I haven't really decided yet. Regardless, we're all trapped here anyway; wrapped in pretty, labelled boxes - have you got a name for me? I could name you according to your different smiles or even according to how you change depending on the other person. That would be 6 billion identities each. We've all got that infinite number of people we become - you, me and every other faceless being.
Nice to meet you.
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[March 16, 2005 @ 10:54pm] |
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I feel like I'm a million years old but trapped in the body of a child. I wish there was a way to forget everything I've ever gone through and just live life normally. But you can't put the words 'life' and 'normal' together. They're too big of an oxymoron. But when you think about it, life really is just one big oxymoron where everything contradicts itself and I hate it.
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[February 16, 2005 @ 8:56pm] |
This is our magic kingdom, full of redundancy and make-believe. Skyscrapers that scratch the clouds block the rays of a dying sun. We're not so wonderful and we're not so free. The atmosphere is shaking under the weight of all we've done and all we've seen. We're getting higher and higher and closer to bursting but we are crash test dummies now in the age of music and the fashion scene. It is a common proverbial addiction that keeps the world on turning. There is jealousy on our left and insanity on our right but we have lost the self that's supposed to be in the middle. Let me know when you find what's on the inside - there is always something beneath the surface.
♥
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[February 15, 2005 @ 10:06pm] |
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You count the raindrops to infinity and beyond as they desaturate your world. I've got my magic markers to transform your chaotic blandness into a discoball of flashing neon lights. We're all looking for something, why not just create it?
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| Another strange little piece of writing. |
[February 12, 2005 @ 11:35pm] |
The world spins while we dance. It's a sidestep romance where reality is elusive and the dreamers lose themselves in time. The stars map our nightmares; connect the dots to paint a bigger picture. And with the pitter-patter of little feet in our heads, we ring-around-the-rosie then we all fall down. Now gravity's playing tricks and up is sideways, white is black, goodbye means nothing and silence, complete and utter silence, means the world. keep on spinning and we'll keep dancing. My little marionettes, I'll cut your strings and you'd be free. Free to fall from grace just like the rest of us. And time loses itself in dreams of the obscene.
♥
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[February 12, 2005 @ 5:44pm] |
The future stays the same. Every tomorrow collides with the next until all that is left is a charred blur of a yesterday so cookie-cutter perfect that we forget it. We forget ourselves because we'll never fit into the molds that we spend our entire lives searching for. We may as well gouge out our eyes for fear of finding one beautiful and unique thing out there. But tomorrow and tomorrow and maybe even the day after that, I'll see you, in all your beauty, staring back at me. You'll wipe the steam off the mirror and wave at me. You might even say you love me. You might even save the world. Well, perhaps not tomorrow, but one day you'll learn to fly and I'll learn to live and we'll all stop running from our shadows.
♥
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[January 04, 2005 @ 10:28pm] |
Some things I wrote in this journal over a year ago that everyone might like to read:
old stuff>
"It's not always rainbows and butterflies, its compromise, it moves us along. My heart is full and my doors always open. You come anytime you want."
-> This is from a song by Maroon 5 that I fell in love with. It's called She Will Be Loved.
This sums up any relationship you'll ever have to face in life.. I'ts not always all perfect with happiness and an abundance of smiles, things have to be worked for. You're always going to get just as much as you put in; because thats the way it works.... And the only real way to make things work out for the best is to have an open heart, an open mind and accept things as they come.
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Everyone in this world is an individual and must make their own choices and decisions. We may percieve these choiced and decisions as the wrong ones but they are not ours to make. Unfortunately, it seems as though in some situations people greatly influence others and that shouldn't be happening because not only does it deprive themselves and others of wonderful aspects of their lives, it's also detrimental to the relationship between the people that it affects because it doesnt establish them as equals. And relationships rely on the equality that clear communication brings about.
Many people i know have trouble keeping their friendships because of situations that arise where one does something that hurts the other. I think before deciding to end said friendship, you need to look at that friendship and see whether this situation is big enough to ruin something that might be important to you. Nevertheless, this individual may have taken away something you cared about and what kind of real friend would intentionally do that? You have to ask yourself a few questions and then maybe ask the other person some too. Did they do this with the intention of hurting you or anyone else or did they do it simply because they felt threatened? Did they do this to separate different aspects of his or her life or was it done to ruin aspects of yours or someone elses? You have to look at things from all angles before deciding anything else. In this type of position I too would have a tough time being friends with someone who hurt me and might have taken away something I cared deeply about. But, whatever happens in situations like this, you must always remember that everything in life causes pain, its simply up to us how we decide to deal with it and whether or not we accept it in the long run.
Another thing ive noticed is that most people tend to associate their childhoods with innocence and wonderful things. I know I dont. People with tough childhoods grow up differently. Every person grows up differently really when you think about it becuase everyone is unique. But after going through hardships you're given two characters to choose from: either you become bitter and withdrawn because of what you've been through or you become a stronger and more open person because you've learnt from the pain you've been dealt. through it all though everyones childhood is different just like every stage of your life you experience is different too; the people and situations you encounter are yours and yours alone. thats what shapes us into the people we eventually become.
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Beauty, like love and friendship, are not things you consciously look for. They are simply things that show up in your life and you have to appreciate them. You can find beauty in the oddest places - in an unsuspected touch, a momentary glance from someone, a simple action or thought. Beauty is everywhere and in everything, it's just the little things that bring it out for all to see. In the book The Unbearable Lightness of Being, they discuss something about "beauty by mistake". One of the main characters describes New York that way. In all that darkness and cramped space there is beauty; it is two worlds collided - technology and tradition. This same character paints and she creates that theme in her paintings as well - the colission of two worlds and beauty by mistake. This further proves that beauty can be found in anything when you least expect it.
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At one point or another, someone will hear the words “I wish I could live forever.” These words are the most senseless you could ever hear. Immortality is a concept that strips humanity of the right to dream. If we were all to live forever there would be no nagging in the back of our brains to accomplish as much as we can in the shortest amount of time possible; there would be no little voice pushing us when we encounter the problems of everyday life. We would become passive little people that think, “There will forever be a tomorrow to make something of myself so why bother trying now?” Death humanizes us all - it gives us the capability to feel, think and dream; it gives us a sense of time. Death is a way of life; it is an ending to a story to which you hope and pray you have done justice.
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| I should really listen to myself sometimes.. |
[December 08, 2004 @ 9:30pm] |
There's been lots on my mind as those of you close to me have probably noticed. It's just been hard to properly form it all into something coherent. The seemingly important things can wait though.
I've been people watching whenever I'm out. Everyone generally looks the same; they've all got the same basic human form. The only things differenent about each of them are the moments and memories that have led him or her to the exact second in which I've observed that person.
And sometimes, I feel as though watching these people is a crime. Every one of us puts up invisible barriers and walls that are meant to protect ourselves from the prying public. I don't get it though, what's so horrible about letting the rest of the world in? Have we ourselves commited something so horribly sinful that every other person on the face of the earth would judge as wrong? I really don't think so. Generally, people are too busy to even care to begin with. Not to mention that everyone has at one point done some sort of act that he or she looks down upon so who are the rest of us to judge him or her in the first place? No one's perfect. So perhaps, instead of putting mankind on some sort of pedestal, we need to look at the big picture: People make mistakes. People aren't invincible. And no matter how hard you try to escape everybody else, you can never escape yourself.
<3
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[December 08, 2004 @ 9:18pm] |
Time goes by so fast. Not that time is ever measured at any different speed; we just perceive it as moving slowly or quickly depending on the situation to which it's being related. This makes one wonder, why DOES time seem to go by so quickly after certain events and yet proceed so slowly after others? What determines how one is going to perceive that passing of time? It’s strange, really.
It's also a strange feeling living in a society where everything and everyone is always rushed. Whatever happened to just enjoying the present moment without thinking about what needs to be done next? It’s sad to live in a place where we've been conditioned to believe that "time is money." How can you compare something so special and infinite to something so shallow and materialistic? I guess we're all just living in one big oxymoron where we're busy chasing our tails and never bother to take the time to rest.
But wouldn't a break be nice?
<3
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