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Drusilla fag-hag JYD-4-LIFE Hey, smell my head!	posted on 04-10-2002 @ 2:57 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 01	Send Me An Angel Real Life Do you believe in heaven above Do you believe in love Don't tell a lie; don't be false or untrue It all comes back to you Open fire! On my burning heart I've never been lucky in love My defenses are down; a kiss or a frown I can't survive on my own If a girl walks in and carves her name on my heart I'll turn and run away Every day we've all been led astray It's hard to be lucky in love It gets in your eyes It's making you cry Don't know what to do (don't know what to do) You're looking for love Calling heaven above Send me an angel Send me an angel Right now Right now Send me an angel Send me an angel Right now Right now Empty dreams can only disappoint In a room behind your smile But don't give up Don't give up You can be lucky in love It gets in your eyes It's making you cry Don't know what to do (don't know what to do) You're looking for love Callin' heaven above Send me an angel Send me an angel Right now Right now Send me an angel Send me an angel Right now }>i<{ i love the ants & the alkey }>i<{ we'll always have ben orr If you perceive others as failures, it makes you feel better about yourself
SLASH Pompous, Arrogant, Enigmatic, Bitter, Quirky, Misanthrope with a Weird Sense of Humor and an Iron Clad Memory while flooding the board with my Stream of Consciousness UFC STRIKE 3 (I'm a dick and I like to ruin people's plans)	posted on 04-10-2002 @ 3:50 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00	Catch Me I'm Falling I lay down to rest my head My soul to keep the night I dread It's no dream Slumber comes as darkness falls And shadows dance across my walls It's no dream Wake up, don't sleep Things become so real to me, I... Wake up, don't sleep While the night is young I lay down to rest my head My soul to keep the night I dread It's no dream Slumber comes as darkness falls And shadows dance across my walls It's no dream But I never sleep alone (Wake up, don't sleep) My dreams become so real to me I - wake up, don't sleep While the night is young Catch me I'm falling down again I know it's a dream, but just the same There's a face before my eyes Are closed but I can't recognise The danger there Slumber comes as darkness falls And shadows dance across my walls It's no dream But I never sleep alone (Wake up, don't sleep) My dreams become so real to me I unplug the phone (Wake up, don't sleep) While the night is young Catch me I'm falling down again I know it's a dream, but just the same Catch me I'm falling, falling... Catch me I'm falling down again I know it's a dream, but just the same Catch me I'm falling down again I know it's a dream, but just the same Catch me I'm fallingCatch me I'm falling Catch me I'm falling I'm...falling... Catch me I'm falling I'm...falling... Catch me I'm falling I'm...falling... Catch me I'm falling I'm...falling... Catch me I'm falling I'm...falling... Catch me I'm falling I'm...falling... Catch me I'm fall.... AIM: SmarterChild Write To Me Here I think it all started with the Declaration of Independence -- the idea that we had the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. That pursuit is what took America from the revolution to the computer age in 200 years. But the progress has come at a price. The obvious being the people that were exploited to make it possible; the not so obvious being us, the first group of people that were given no obvious frontiers to conquer. We hear stories that about the good old days that don't seem to apply anymore. It's a generation gap that leaves us without role models. But the bright side is that without role models, there are no roles. Maybe that's what the 60s were all about -- getting rid of the roles. But what do we replace them with? Without any guidance, what do we replace them with? Without any guidance, the choices become overwhelming. Sometimes it just makes everything feel hopeless. So we destroy our bodies in the search of an ideal. Try to salvage relationships that don't work. We feel we must do something, instead of doing something that we feel. It is the prison of self-imposed momentum, and the sad part is that we get used to it. It reminds me of a song I heard the other day. It's called "The Going Nowhere Fast." But the people I have met here have shown me another side of Nowhere. They've pointed out the beautiful irony that stagnation makes it easy to stop and smell the roses, if we just let it. What would we be if we had nothing to rebel against? Well we could finally be ourselves, the first group of people who stopped looking for the answers long enough to appreciate the questions. And all we have to do is to make our own Declaration of Independence. We can embrace the right to life and liberty by simply realizing that happiness exists -- not to pursue, but to accept. After that the only challenge would be to make sure with the rest of our lives that we weren't just another fad. I don't know, it's an idea. What do you think?

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