January 2011
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Lack of Sympathy and Empathy
I often lack empathy as well as sympathy in life unless, of course, my children are involved (or other children are involved for that matter). However, I am much better in my ability to sympathize with someone. I find it very difficult to put myself in someone else’s shoes so to speak. Often, I feel guilty for not even attempting to do it more than half of the time
“If I say I do not play well with others…..do you automatically assume I am very...”
– a random thought. (via darktheory)
These can never be true friends: Hope, dice, a prostitute, a robber, a cheat, a goldsmith, a monkey, a doctor, a distiller. Indian Proverb
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Who cares if you are single
Grrrrrrrrrr, I cannot stand reading posts that whine about being lonely and single. It is irritating. I am always seeing the same question on facebook statuses, Why am I single? Well, maybe it’s because you are such desperate needy asshole. Nobody wants a crier. Oh, and then there’s the, What’s wrong with me? OMG, are they serious? I doubt they really want me to answer...
Forsaken: God...My Eyes..... →
darktheory:
My dashboard of late has a problem. I had to unfollow some people…..skinny women pictures.
Good God. I understand wanting to lose a few pounds. I understand being overweight and wanting to change that. I understand wanting to tone up, or work out…or even being obsessed with working out. I get all…
I HAD TO REBLOG THIS FOR THE LADIES (AND SOME MEN) WHO THINK THAT HAVING MEAT...
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Bleeding Hearts
In fear we drown and waste away, Into shallow pitted graves. Across our bones all will tread, Through the scarlet rivers our hearts have bled.
Tattered and torn we too will rise, We shall dance with your hand in mine. To the moon we will sail like kites, For we two, own this night.
Thunder may roar and lightening may strike, Forcing our minds to spark and collide. Higher we’ll soar into...
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December 2010
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“My tremendous intuitive sense of the female creature informs me that you are...”
– Jack Sparrow (via darktheory)
darktheory-deactivated20110110 asked: hello, and well met. thank you for the information on cutting.....I think alot along the lines as you do. attention, and the "real" cutters do it this way....
I understand what your saying about bipolar.....its not pretty, and its not easy by any means. if you ever have need, my inbox is open to you. I listen well, and offer bad advice.
I understand what your saying about bipolar.....its not pretty, and its not easy by any means. if you ever have need, my inbox is open to you. I listen well, and offer bad advice.
darktheory-deactivated20110110 asked: hello, and well met. thank you for the information on cutting.....I think alot along the lines as you do. attention, and the "real" cutters do it this way....
I understand what your saying about bipolar.....its not pretty, and its not easy by any means. if you ever have need, my inbox is open to you. I listen well, and offer bad advice.
I understand what your saying about bipolar.....its not pretty, and its not easy by any means. if you ever have need, my inbox is open to you. I listen well, and offer bad advice.
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Quotes by Me About Annoying Family :)
I find much of my family to be down right annoying and I am sure most of them feel the same about me. Therefore, I have compiled a list of inspirational quotes about irrating family to help people dealing with the same struggles as I am. 1. Remember over fifty percent of marriages end up in divorce if you are unhappy with your siblings choice in a spouse and then smile. 2. Hate is an ugly word....
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Quotes by Strong Women that Admire
“I could not, at any age, be content to take my place by the fireside and simply look on. Life was meant to be lived. Curiosity must be kept alive. One must never, for whatever reason, turn his back on life.” ~ Eleanor Roosevelt (1884-1962)
“You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to...
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Look at What You've Done
A mother’s arms,
bare and empty,Tremble in the night.
Longing for that precious angel,
You took forever from her side.
A father’s tears,
As he lies awake,
Stream mericlessly down his hardened face.
With the need to hold his baby girl,
For when you took her,
You stole his world.
I love you,
Words they’ll never hear,
Again from their baby’s lips.
For when you...
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Snowflakes from Heaven
Snowflakes from Heaven glide gracefully
Like the wings of a dove
Until they settle apon the new fallen snow.
A silver light casts over the blanket of white,
From the moon that kisses a darkened sky.
Chilled winds whistle a lullaby,
Of peaceful dreams where angels fly.
Falling back onto the snow,
I close my eyes and let tears flow.
Snowflakes from Heaven touch my face,
Letting me...
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Beneath November Grass
Beneath a bed of November grass,
Where daisys perfume autumn’s breath,
That’s where he lays his head to rest,
Dressed up in his Sunday best.
A granite stone, smooth like glass,
Is plunged into November grass,
His name you’ll see written bold,
Deep into that granite stone.
You may visit any day,
Leave your flowers at his grave,
Fall at your knees and to God pray,
But...
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“When my heart won’t tell my mind to tell my mouth what to say…..”
– (via darktheory)
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Rants of My Bipolar Mind
I have always thought the phrase, “I hate liars.”, to be quite absurd. We are all liars to varying degrees, whether we admit it or not. So, for one to say, “I hate liars.”, is in turn like saying, “I hate myself.” I suppose some of us do hate ourselves and that is a pity. Sadly, I too, have found myself quoting the same phrase about liars. However, I am...
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projectgutenberg:
Thus, my gentleman, not knowing what to do with his hands, was compelled to spend the evening stroking his whiskers. His whiskers were really fine, but he stroked them so assiduously that one got the feeling that the whiskers had come into the world first and afterwards the man in order to stroke them.
- Fyodor Dostoevsky, ‘The Christmas Tree and the Wedding’ (1848) in Best...
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Sanity vs Bipolar
I always seem to be rapid-cycling with my bipolar, which I really have no complaints about for the most part unless of course, I’m more down than up. My medications seem to work ok for me. I manage to keep my disorder hidden from society, not that I care who knows. I just don’t want to judged by my “disorder”. I want to be seen for who I am and all to often people with...
Love Poems Suck
Your angelic lips, smooth and sweet, Without making a sound, Are like that of a breathtaking symphany, And in your preasence I remain spellbound.
“We’re born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and...”
I hate it when people text me "K." I am rarely in...
