Ginseng

This is me, glowing. reality is boring. .. I’m shy, sensitive, creative, dreamy, insane, deep, honest, empathetic, and slightly retarded (lol). I am fathomless... depressed.. and personally I think I'm mostly insane. I've been hurt a lot by people.. men, women. I've loved a lot in my life. People who didn't know me, people who didn't love me back.. and then there were those that did love me... always seems like I find a way to screw things up though. If you're annoyed by pessamists than I am probably not usually very fun to be around. There are those special occasions though when I smile, laugh... and maybe I'll even talk for you... chatter bothers me usually, unless it's funny or deep. I'm not book smart, but I am intellegent to some degree.. mostly in my creativity.. my poetry. If you care to know anything about me, most likely it will be found in my poetry. I havebeen writing poems since I was twelve. Life without poetry is not life at all. I have recently started listening to The Flaming Lips.. and I really like them. Elliott Smith is my all-time favorite person. He has created music that touches my heart and soul.. that makes me cry as though my heart had been broken all over again. His lyrics have helped me through some very hard times. I am only human.. still learning,.. I'm just a fucked up girl looking for my own piece of mind. And I know not where I might find that... however, I know the place I am at now both physically and mentally will not help me progress into the amazing artist that I know I can be. Hold those you love close if you care, tell those you love that they mean everything to you.. cuz all else means nothing. and if you do not speak your heart.. write your soul than you will loose everything that means anything.. LOVE. ************************************************************ ************************************************************ *****************Quotes from Hunter S. Thompson (RIP) 7/18/1939 to 2/20/2005 ************************************************************ ************************************************************ ************************************ "Myths and legends die hard in America. We love them for the extra dimension they provide, the illusion of near-infinite possibility to erase the narrow confines of most men's reality. Weird heroes and mould-breaking champions exist as living proof to those who need it that the tyranny of ''the rat race'' is not yet final." ************************************************************ ************************************************************ ************************************** "Who does vote for these dishonest shitheads?" ************************************************************ ************************************************************ ******** "We cannot expect people to have respect for law and order until we teach respect to those we have entrusted to enforce those laws." ************************************************************ ************************************************************ ************************************ "The Edge... there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over." ************************************************************ ************************************************************ ************************************Being an intellectual creates a lot of questions and no answers. You can fill your life up with ideas and still go home lonely. All you really have that really matters are feelings. That's what music is to me. Janis Joplin ************************************************************ ************************************************************ *********************************p align="center"
the nicest thing for me is sleep, then at least i can dream Marilyn Monroe ************************************************************ ************************************************************ ******** It's often just enough to be with someone. I don't need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You're not alone. Marilyn Monroe ************************************************************ ************************************************************ ********

Lime tree By Bright EyesI keep floating down the river but the ocean never comes Since the operation I heard you're breathing just for one Now everything is imaginary, especially what you love You left another message, said it's done It's doneWhen I hear beautiful music it's always from another time Old friends I never visit, I remember what they're like Standing on a doorstep full of nervous butterflies Waiting to be asked to come inside Just come insideBut I keep going out I can't sleep next to a stranger when I'm coming down It's 8 a.m., my heart is beating too loud Too loud Don't be so amazing or I'll miss you too much I felt something that I had never touched Everything gets smaller now the further that I go Towards the mouth and the reunion of the known and the unknown Consider yourself lucky if you think of it as home You can move mountains with your misery if you don't If you don'tIt comes to me in fragments, even those still split in two Under the leaves of that old lime tree I stood examining the fruit Some were ripe and some were rotten, I felt naseous with the truth There will never be a time more opportuneSo I just won't be late The window closes, shocks roll over in a tidal wave And all the color drains out of the frame So pleased with a daydream that now living is no good I took off my shoes and walked into the woods I felt lost and found with every step I took