The adversaries of each and every man are not within himself, but in his enemys. In his enemys with each touch of hate and emotion poison drips a tear of purity and self-truth. For after every conflict of an enemy, you will see a side to yourself that perhaps was not ever clear to you before, a side to yourself that may leave you wondering whether or not the enemy of those are really enemys, and whether or not the enemys of yours are adversaries. In fact you will find that within yourself is the true enemy of your enemys, not you. Not you at all my dear.
Not at all..
~inspire
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My one goal in life is to teach you all to hold a warm heart. And to love everyone - #danielvutran.
I need a gun, to keep myself from harm. The poor people, are burning in the sun. They ain't got a chance, no they ain't got a chance. I need a gun, cuz all I do is dance. Cuz all I do is dance.
Thoughts in my head Of a dead body laying in his house for 3 weeks Untill his neighbors complain about the smell Didn't he have anybody to know he was dead? Thoughts in my head Of a sereal killer in Iowa decided to kill himself Before he actually killed someone else Was that good? Thoughts in my head Of an ocean of blood That when the bombs drop and causes tidal waves Tidal waves that paint the town red Everybody's dead Thoughts in my head Of mothers and fathers who look at me And I can feel the hatred in their in eyes And it's cold And children are nothing but them in the future Accept it Thoughts in my head Of a woman sitting on her porch, bald-headed Because of a disease she caught from the air The air that we breathe The air we breathe is fu*ked up--Its fu*ked up! Thoughts in my head Of people wanna kill me But you can't kill me Cuz if you kill me, I'll be back to kill you Done it before, do it again Thougths in my head Of a 16 year old little fu*king punk Sitting in his classroom Drawing a gang sign on a folder In his Burmingham Hills Well fu*k what you know about love Thoughts in my head Of people despise me and hate me and don't know me I hate you too So it's all good, it's all good Thoughts in my head Of a society that is so fu*ked up and so evil That if somebody prays, they get made fun of and laughed at But it's not gonna be funny They'll be laughing When the bombs drop and the town is red
Gotfrag provides some serious entertainment at night. nothing like the random as hell posts you can find in any thread. at least 90% of the threads posted on here are composed almost entirely of replies that have nothing to do with the original topic, and thats the way Jesus would want it.
"dvt usually posts from his limo or yacht at parties you dumb nerd." -muller #Rift #danielvutran
Coming is my helper, tangling my brain Somethings wery wrong I can't describe this pain I'm calling for my mother, I'm crawling up the stairs My mothers laughing at me, and she's been dead for years I'm falling down the stair case, tumble to the floor I land up in the attic, next to the cellar door I'm play with the pigons, they tell me many lies They tell me I'll have wings if I let them peck my eyes
yo i retrace my steps by masturbating less sometimes i just got to tho to relieve the stress so unless i wear my vest i might get shot in the chest but i ain't lonely so you'll get bucked by my homie
When I broke up with my boyfriend of five years, I cried so hard that the skin on my nose started peeling from blowing it so much. I didn't cry on Valentine's Day, his birthday, or the other "big" occasions when I thought loneliness would set in. I cried at the tiniest things -- when I saw a monkey on TV that I knew he'd laugh at, or when I smelled a whiff of his sporty deodorant at Duane Reade. Of course people told me it would get easier with time -- and it did -- but what they didn't tell me was that it would get harder with time before it got easier. Every day that passed was marked. I'd think, "I can't believe this is the first Saturday without him as my date", or "How could 4 months have passed without us talking?" Breaking up is more than hard to do... it feels totally unnatural, counter-intuitive, and down-right unfair to stop talking to someone you're used to talking to daily. Of course, if the breakup was fueled by something lousy that your partner did -- or something hurtful that you did -- anger and guilt can transform the mourning process. More often than not, however, people break up when they still have feelings for their partner. While you're blowing your nose, here are a few tips to consider:
"dvt usually posts from his limo or yacht at parties you dumb nerd." -muller #Rift #danielvutran
1. Write down a list of your five 'must-haves' and five 'can't-stands' for your future partner.
It can be as silly as wanting to date someone who loves to dance or as serious as wanting to be with somebody of the same faith. If it is important to you, include it in your list.
2. Make new relationship resolutions.
“Try to identify how certain fears influenced your last relationship, and decide whether you're prepared to take steps to face those fears.” Try to identify how certain fears influenced your last relationship, and decide whether you're prepared to take steps to face those fears. For instance, if you feared losing your independence in your last relationship, how will you cope in your next one so that you don't feel you have lost yourself while in a partnership?
3. Ask yourself, "Why did you stay as long as you did?"
Were there moments when you knew it wasn't working? How did you deal with it? What would you do differently if you did it again?
4. Allow yourself to grieve in a way that's comfortable to you.
For some, playing sad love songs and spending many nights inside with Ben and Jerry feels best. For others, jumping into the dating game in a casual way and having fun is a good way to cope.
"dvt usually posts from his limo or yacht at parties you dumb nerd." -muller #Rift #danielvutran
When Given Inspiration
Not at all..
~inspire
-Abraham Lincoln
Of a dead body laying in his house for 3 weeks
Untill his neighbors complain about the smell
Didn't he have anybody to know he was dead?
Thoughts in my head
Of a sereal killer in Iowa decided to kill himself
Before he actually killed someone else
Was that good?
Thoughts in my head
Of an ocean of blood
That when the bombs drop and causes tidal waves
Tidal waves that paint the town red
Everybody's dead
Thoughts in my head
Of mothers and fathers who look at me
And I can feel the hatred in their in eyes
And it's cold
And children are nothing but them in the future
Accept it
Thoughts in my head
Of a woman sitting on her porch, bald-headed
Because of a disease she caught from the air
The air that we breathe
The air we breathe is fu*ked up--Its fu*ked up!
Thoughts in my head
Of people wanna kill me
But you can't kill me
Cuz if you kill me, I'll be back to kill you
Done it before, do it again
Thougths in my head
Of a 16 year old little fu*king punk
Sitting in his classroom
Drawing a gang sign on a folder
In his Burmingham Hills
Well fu*k what you know about love
Thoughts in my head
Of people despise me and hate me and don't know me
I hate you too
So it's all good, it's all good
Thoughts in my head
Of a society that is so fu*ked up and so evil
That if somebody prays, they get made fun of and laughed at
But it's not gonna be funny
They'll be laughing
When the bombs drop and the town is red
I had a bad day, blah blabh labh
Somethings wery wrong I can't describe this pain
I'm calling for my mother, I'm crawling up the stairs
My mothers laughing at me, and she's been dead for years
I'm falling down the stair case, tumble to the floor
I land up in the attic, next to the cellar door
I'm play with the pigons, they tell me many lies
They tell me I'll have wings if I let them peck my eyes
sometimes i just got to tho to relieve the stress
so unless i wear my vest i might get shot in the chest
but i ain't lonely so you'll get bucked by my homie
If I could turn back time, if I could find a way
Every day that passed was marked. I'd think, "I can't believe this is the first Saturday without him as my date", or "How could 4 months have passed without us talking?"
Breaking up is more than hard to do... it feels totally unnatural, counter-intuitive, and down-right unfair to stop talking to someone you're used to talking to daily.
Of course, if the breakup was fueled by something lousy that your partner did -- or something hurtful that you did -- anger and guilt can transform the mourning process. More often than not, however, people break up when they still have feelings for their partner.
While you're blowing your nose, here are a few tips to consider:
It can be as silly as wanting to date someone who loves to dance or as serious as wanting to be with somebody of the same faith. If it is important to you, include it in your list.
2. Make new relationship resolutions.
“Try to identify how certain fears influenced your last relationship, and decide whether you're prepared to take steps to face those fears.”
Try to identify how certain fears influenced your last relationship, and decide whether you're prepared to take steps to face those fears. For instance, if you feared losing your independence in your last relationship, how will you cope in your next one so that you don't feel you have lost yourself while in a partnership?
3. Ask yourself, "Why did you stay as long as you did?"
Were there moments when you knew it wasn't working? How did you deal with it? What would you do differently if you did it again?
4. Allow yourself to grieve in a way that's comfortable to you.
For some, playing sad love songs and spending many nights inside with Ben and Jerry feels best. For others, jumping into the dating game in a casual way and having fun is a good way to cope.