Things are going to be diffrent.

[polarpixie]

I compare some of his writings to snake venom, like a poisonous rush.

Got a favorite one?

 

[dballer]

I compare some of his writings to snake venom, like a poisonous rush.

Got a favorite one?

yeah.. but I will not post it. Not all of those are Rollins.. some are mine. I will post more. I got alot of my own stuff.. but I do not like to share. I do not want ya'll to know how fucked up I really am

 

[dballer]

How can you tell me there is a right person?
How do you know?
The last two I thought were the right people
But the destroyed me
Do you think I want to gamble with that again??
No, never again!
this is it.
this pain has consummed me
But, I have seen the light
No matter how hard you try
You will get hurt
Instead if being a statisic
I am going to be null
The way I see it is...
Why even try??
When you can be just as happy without
It is like owning a dog
You are taking the chance
That it will crap all over the house
And if you really care about it,
You gotta give up your freetime
So the most considerate thing to do
Is just leave the dog for a better owner
One with more patience and time
One that does not mind shedding some tears
Or cleaning up the poop!

 

[dballer]

Love heals scars love left.
We're all hypocrites
Searching desperately
Before our ability to attract
Takes too much effort to use
Or disappears much to our horror
We die trying to impress each other
I'd rather be respected by a bolt of lightning

 

[dballer]

I am ready for whatever's coming. I expect nothing but to be let down or turned away. I am alone.
Goddamn. The shit hurts sometimes, but I realize what I am, what I have become. The alien man waved
his arms up and down and noticed that he couldn't wave in the right language so he stopped

 

[polarpixie]

yeah.. but I will not post it. Not all of those are Rollins.. some are mine. I will post more. I got alot of my own stuff.. but I do not like to share. I do not want ya'll to know how fucked up I really am

i'd love to read it if ya ever get the urge to share. but i know. everyone should keep some things about themselves to themselves. things that no one else needs to know about.

 

[dballer]

Idont want a shoulder to lean on. I don't need it. The whole idea of "Someone, that special someone!" is for me a load of shit. I must be fully contained, no leakage, no spillover. Dependancy is weakness. It's such a lie. Lying there in bed, in your lovers arms. "She is behind me, she believes in me!" No one is behind me. I am behind me. I believe in me. I don't need any support group to keep my head together. I know what I have to do, so I should just shut up and do it.--------

The messed up thing is, she was behind me.. or at least I thought.. at least I believed. How can I ever trust anyone else after her.. she was sooo kind and honest in the beginning.. she reached sooo deep into my heart.. even found some I thought I did not have... then put it in her mouth..chewed a few times... and spit it right out into my face.. with that shit eating grin of hers. I can only hope that she will oneday endure the pain she has inflicted on me. I am sure that for what she has dome to me.. the god I belive in is frowning on her. I will be the better one.. I will keep my head up. She is an average girl... she is worth nothing of value to me. I am embarrssed I was with her. I can acheive much more on my own. I am Dometic.

 

[polarpixie]

ouch.

no wonder you are up so late with these thoughts running thru your brain!!!

 

[dballer]

I am ready for whatever's coming.

 

[Peyote Killa]

Bottom My compassion is broken now. My will is eroded, and my desire stolen and it makes me feel ugly. I'm on my knees and burning. My piss and moans are the fuel that set my head on fire. So smell my soul burning. I'm broken, looking up to see the enemy. I have swallowed the poison you feed me... but I survive on it, and it leaves me guilt fed, hatred fed, weakness fed.. and I feel ugly, and dead inside. Shit adds up at the bottom. You've left me no choice but to go inside and rebuild what's broken. Too much, too far, too late to lie down now. I must arm myself to fight you by making weapons out of my imperfections. It's all I have left. There's no other choice. I'm shameless, nameless, nothing, and no one now. But my soul must be iron for my fear is naked. I'm naked and fearless. But I'm dead inside. You see.. shit adds up, now I'm dead inside. Hatred, weakness, and guilt keep me alive at the bottom.

TOOL and Rollins, Bottom: from the album Undertow.
Good song