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Questions [Nov. 27th, 2005|08:36 pm]
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blonde_blues
[mood |questioning]
[music |Something Corporate: Only Ashes]

-Whats worse:
To feel emotions, all emotions even if its so much pain and hurt and anger, that you can barely deal with it all; Or to not be able to feel out all. Like, you've become indifferent to everything around you. Everything you do see, experience. Like you just observe it, you dont feel anything. Not when you hurt yourself physically or others emotionally. When you never feel anything at all....Whats worse?

-Is it bad if im begining to enjoy or even want to play with people and their emotions? Could that be a bad thing?
Are all my problems related?
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(no subject) [Nov. 25th, 2005|03:44 pm]
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blonde_blues
[mood |curious]
[music |Eminem: When I'm Gone]

i'm new.



ok, i know this is so random. but i went back to my bios, and the idea was there and now i have to ask it.

why are there stains on the filter of a ciggarette? seriously. i mean the filteres there, to 'protect' us from too many harmful products, and too much nicotine. but if this is true then what is it that stains the filter?
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(no subject) [Oct. 14th, 2005|03:44 pm]
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astartewomyn
The darkness melts the day away
And I step out into the sweet lonesome night
A cool breeze lifts my hair
Cool fingers sliding over my skin
Down my spine
I shiver, take a deep breath, catch the scent of the wild wood
Like perfume in the soft air
Fleet feet pound the earth
And I have wings
My hair streams behind me
The moon rises above me
A silver beam is caught in my eye
I flow into a new shape
Liquid moonlight
Re-form as a thing of fierce fur
and
Flying claws
and
Teeth that rip and crack and tear
A silver beam is caught in my eye
Fleet feet pound the earth
The darkness melts the day away
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(no subject) [Aug. 28th, 2005|09:26 pm]
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iwillhauntyou
dappled sunlight dancing in your eyes, your soul shining out at me; so I remember.

the disbelief, the joy, the pain. nerves transmuted into ecstacy.

I think you have no idea. Often, I wonder what you were thinking,
are thinking,
whether you allow yourself the thought
that wanders in the sunken hallways
(does it wander in the sunken hallways?
if no one lets themself think it,
does it make a sound?)
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(no subject) [Jun. 16th, 2005|06:14 pm]
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lai_lai_ranma
[mood |calm]

Can you keep me from going under again
Can you keep my head above the water
One lie after another
Little bubbles keeping me alive
I'm trying to reach the surface
My breath escaping from me
Keep me
Forever more
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(no subject) [May. 25th, 2005|04:44 pm]
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puppy_shipper
[mood |happy]
[music |White Houses (by Vanessa Carlton)]

Just paint my world black,
so that it will cover my heart.
The tears that I shed,
Well be in peace forevermore

Just paint my world black,
and maybe I'll be forever yours.
And if I was to die today...
My world would be completely black.

Just paint my world black,
Even Though my heart is cold
I share no doubt of that.

Just paint my world black,
and maybe...just maybe...
I'll wake up from my haunted dreams.

Just paint my world black,
And I shall hold my screams.

Just paint my world black,
And I will never let myself be me
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(no subject) [May. 23rd, 2005|03:00 pm]
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lai_lai_ranma
I'm tired of living with all this shame
With all this unnerving silence
Unable to speak
Unable to breathe
This world is suffocating me
Watching me turn that
Deep shade of blue
The blood from me cold
Don't be like this
I know my mistake
Bring me back to this place
And let me free
Set me free
From this cage you keep me in
From this prison I hold within
From the pain and the torture
The chains and with whips on the wall
Let me go
Let me be
Free.....
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Just Stay [May. 12th, 2005|06:06 pm]
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lai_lai_ranma
[mood |apathetic]
[music |FF9 Soundtrack]

And so another day goes by
Dreaming endlessly
The music swimming in my head
The melody in my voice
Singing from the highest place
A touch of the hand to yours
Our eyes lock in emotion
And
That tear falls down my cheek
That single tear that
Lets me run into your arms
And bear my soul to you
My trusting one
My love
Hold me as I cry
Long into the night
Just stay
Just
Stay...
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pretty things. [Mar. 10th, 2005|03:53 am]
misused beauty

ghostsofnothing
he looks at the stars and he
looks at his heart
a wasted life gone much too fast
he used to dream such
pretty things
but now all he thinks is
it’s time to go
it’s time to go

time to build a brand new name
find a brand new place
and make it through a brand new day
with a brand new face

a boy and a dream
on the road
drifting far
he used to say such
pretty things
but now he just sighs
a little too much, baby
it’s all just a little too much

there were days he could
laugh at the rain and
light up a room
moments he could stretch to
never end
but the wind keeps calling his name
and he keeps on
breaking hearts all over again

so he looks at the stars and he
looks in his heart
and he talks to the trees at the quiet hour
he used to dream such
pretty things
but the days got long and
all he sees
is a road that never ends

it’s time to go
it’s time to go
time to build a brand new name
find a brand new place
and make it through a brand new day
with a brand new face
just a little too much, baby
it’s all just a little too much

strawberry smiles and
poetry in his eyes
peter pan at twenty-five
fighting pirates in the grocery store
and his car
that’s really a spaceship
ready to take him right on out of here
he used to be

he used to be
a little bit of everything and a
little bit of nothing in particular
grinning like a fool
with faerie dreams and
midnight schemes
he used to be such a
pretty thing

all dressed in fishnets and lace
mascara and lack-of-grace
trying so hard to be
so hard and cool
but he used to say such
pretty things
like he never knew the world
could be so cruel

it’s time to build a brand new name
find a brand new place and
make it through a brand new day
with a brand new face
but he used to dream such
pretty things
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deep in midnight [Mar. 4th, 2005|04:51 pm]
misused beauty

iwillhauntyou
deep in midnight i stare into your eyes and you look over my shoulder to the rows behind. it's there, it's all there inside but will you let it out? there is nothing washing over you like black velvet. i cannot dig deep enough before you close up and lock the box, so afraid you are of telling me -- what?

i think i've earned your trust now, i've given you all of it, held it out on a silver plate and let you pick and choose what you wanted.

hold out your hand to me and i'll take it,
and pull you screaming into my dark night.
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