For what it’s worth |
Some people have what they deserve. Some people have way less than they deserve. And there is this category of people who have way MORE than they deserve. And they would use every means possible, lega...
Posted by Nina {Atma Gyan} on Mon, 26 May 2008 06:34:00 PST |
People |
It starts with a large group of people. At first it's all a happy-shiny-let's-go-out-together kind of thing. After a few
months a few people leave the gang because they've fought w
ith some of the othe...
Posted by Nina {Atma Gyan} on Tue, 15 Apr 2008 02:29:00 PST |
The Nice-Things-Blog |
Random things I find nice... (this will be edited constantly)* Crawling into bed after a shower and reading a book or listening to music* Starting a new diary* Waking up from a pleasant dream* The sen...
Posted by Nina {Atma Gyan} on Wed, 26 Mar 2008 07:59:00 PST |
The Annoying-Things-Blog |
Random things I find annoying... (this will be edited constantly)* Lies* Promises unkept* Allergies* Too loud people* People who stare at what you’re wearing* Dirt* Being ill and having to stay ...
Posted by Nina {Atma Gyan} on Wed, 26 Mar 2008 07:49:00 PST |
...slowly slips with the tarnished days. |
Nothing for you, to take it away was so easy.Stop to look both ways, and there was something in your red eyes that I sawin the harshness of your mind.Reach around and away... this is my face.Now the a...
Posted by Nina {Atma Gyan} on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 03:25:00 PST |
... |
You make me sick. All of you. I wish you knew what love meant. You use it so often as if it were "hello" or "goodbye". How easy it is to use the word. It usually comes along with "forever" or "never"....
Posted by Nina {Atma Gyan} on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 06:41:00 PST |
Cocoon |
Motionless eyesStare at the wall that's built hereManipulative handsStretch out to reach for a trace of youThrough this transparent wallFor anything that remainsUncontrolled, untouched...Surrendering ...
Posted by Nina {Atma Gyan} on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 06:38:00 PST |
After(show?)party madness |
There are those times in the early morning hours when you sit alone in the deafening silence, when all things earthly seem too obscure and distant to be real, the winds are still and there is no moon ...
Posted by Nina {Atma Gyan} on Mon, 03 Dec 2007 05:21:00 PST |
I miss... |
I miss summer night walks in the country. I miss looking into the sky and watching the stars. I miss childhood pranks. I miss the scent of flowers. I miss listening to tapes. I miss trips with good co...
Posted by Nina {Atma Gyan} on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 04:52:00 PST |
Some conclusions... |
...all right, some of this may sound like cliches or out-of-date but I'd like to share it with everyone and you might agree or disagree with my opinion for all I care.I have come to some conclusions o...
Posted by Nina {Atma Gyan} on Mon, 03 Sep 2007 03:29:00 PST |
