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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 8:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 9:05 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 2:34 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 8:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 9:22 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 9:43 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 10:24 am
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You know, I'm finally aware of why I'm afraid of heights. It isn't because I'm afraid of falling, it's because I'm afraid of jumping. I always get this urge, this insatiable need, to jump. And I feel like if I do, if I take that leap, then something absolutely amazing will happen. But not until I experience that free fall moment. And doing this doesn't include anything to stop me on the way down except the ground. I just have this insane nagging in the back of my head, always telling me that if I were to jump like that I would finally understand, all of life would be clear, and that somehow I would be saved. And I hate that feeling. It's probably the one thing that I can't get any type of control over. I can't make it stop or go away. There's no way I could fully describe in words how strong this feels or how it pulls. It's like I have to get this running start and leap from a building, unafraid and well aware of the fact that I will live through it. And it's so hard to fight. I can't stand it.
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 12:30 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 4:43 pm
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Kurai_kotori You know, I'm finally aware of why I'm afraid of heights. It isn't because I'm afraid of falling, it's because I'm afraid of jumping. I always get this urge, this insatiable need, to jump. And I feel like if I do, if I take that leap, then something absolutely amazing will happen. But not until I experience that free fall moment. And doing this doesn't include anything to stop me on the way down except the ground. I just have this insane nagging in the back of my head, always telling me that if I were to jump like that I would finally understand, all of life would be clear, and that somehow I would be saved. And I hate that feeling. It's probably the one thing that I can't get any type of control over. I can't make it stop or go away. There's no way I could fully describe in words how strong this feels or how it pulls. It's like I have to get this running start and leap from a building, unafraid and well aware of the fact that I will live through it. And it's so hard to fight. I can't stand it.
If that was me I'd be a bloody splatter on the road by now. o.o eh, wouldn't it be nice...I have dreams about it all the time.
Hawk: Yeah...My hair is five inches long, there's a stranger in every mirror I pass. It's weird. And it has something to do with Ametris, like now it doesn't exist. I dunno. It's realyl hard to explain....
Live from Fort Worth: yo. This morning my sis and I drove through tour de hicktowns, which included Sour Lake, Cut 'n' Shoot, and Corsicana Texas. Plenty of pictures for those who are not Texas-literate and can't tell a hay bale from a mattress. UNfortunately, this isn't my computer, although it's infinitely faster.
Also, I have before-after pictures of my head.
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2008 3:09 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2008 3:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2008 5:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2008 8:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2008 8:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2008 8:46 pm
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