*sigh of confusion*

I don't know anymore, things seem to be getting harder and harder. With every step i take my heart seems to be torn down like a brick to a feather. Faith, something I talk about alot, but I feel like a fallen angel, because I think I have lost it. Lost my faith, wow does the world seem so hard to bear now that faith is gone. I just don't know anymore, not worthy, not able, not ready. *sigh of complete surrender* I give up, I can't do it anymore. This seed has obviously land in a desert, my one last wish is that I had made a difference, so when I get to stand infront of God one day, and try to explain why I lost my faith, that I can atleast point out something good I've done, and hope that eternity won't last to long...

Victim of Humanity

It's quite scary to think about all the victims of humanity, when you think about the spirtual hollicoust going on inside the youth of society, and heck through everyone.

everyone is so offended by the persectution committed by the Nazis in WWII but what they don't relieze is that they take part in a hollicoust all there life. Starving for affection, and love, and attention, but they don't realieze it trying to fill it with the latest satisfaction garenteed product.

People suffer from missing words. Thing that they want to hear so desperatly, wether it be i love you, or I trust you, or even here I am, but they starve from never hearing it. Each person is different, but they all are waiting to here something from somebody they care about.

So people all around the world are constantly starving and being persecuted, used, and worked to death. In the Nazis death camp they broke the bodies, but the heart was still there, now the heart is slowly hardening up and people are becoming unsensitive to anyting, and dying from the inside out.

the question is this are you going to join the rest of society or start to change peoples life one at a time, under ground rail road, whatever you want to call it, they are all the same

the right thing to do

Nick

12 Inches

well i geuss this is where Nick goes into his little "wisdom" mode. number on thing to remember about life, it's all a journey. wether you believe in heaven or hell or not, i geuss we can all agree that life is a journey, for some of us it leads to pearly whites, while other don't believe that.

Number two, enjoy the journey while it lasts. Learn something, love something, and most of all be something. Most of you will find that your biggest and hardest journey in life is figuring out what you are, or what you want to be. What you are good at, when you will get good at something, well all i can say is make an effort to be something, or to do something wether it changes the world or just one person, it's all worth it.

Three the farthest distance you will have to cross isn't an ocean or mountain it's the twelve inches between you head and you heart. You will spend alot of your life arguing between the two. Just remember that love is more rare than rules of reality.

Well call it whatever you will that is about as much as i know, minus a few other things.

Hidng from the world, and hiding from the pain

I'll admit it, I'm hiding from the world. i just want to crawl up in a ball in a corner of my room, lock the door, and shut of the light, and hide. I learned it would be so easy to hurt the one I love, I don't want too... I want to hide from them so I can never hurt them. i don't want to let them go but I know that I will eventually let my loved ones down, and I don't want that to happen. i love you all and sometime I feel like to be the person that everone wants me to be that includes an amount of prefection, and what happens when I screw up. I want to stay inside and hide from everyone including my maker. i don't know how to live and not hurt the ones I love... I'm afraid of losing you all, or hurting you, i've hurt people I love and I never want to again. *locks door* *finds a corner* colapses into a ball in the corner and cries*

Finnaly

Well I finnaly settle a few things. I'm very happy. At the same time that I settle a few things, a few more pop up. Hmmmmm........... It's just a test I'll keep telling myself that.

Stupid story

well I hate to follow the trend and all, but I have about 2 or 3 paragraphs of a story for you guys to read and then you can tell me how horrible it is, and how I'm a disgrace to anyone that can speak the english language. I'm just proving a point.

The cement wall stood about 14 foot tall, with a generically bland texure. Only a few cracks and crevices were present to prelude any personallity this wall possed. The old wall stood as long as anyonecould remember, and would all together be insignificant if perhps it had been anywhere else.
But no, this wall and it's ominous presence sat right here, at the end of my street, where it invoked so much curiosity as to what it kept out, or perhaps, what it was meant to keep in, that it quite commonly became the talk of little children, and bickerings of old men. Old men who sat upon their porches all day, and would offer their input as to what the purpose on this wall was, Reluctant to admit that they knew as little as we did, even without solicitation of interest by us children.
Growning up I lived in the small dusty town of Rockingham, Nevada. Rockingham was a small out of the way town, drawing little attention from anyone outside this little town, but that all changed. My name is Charlie, and this is the story, of a summer that the world never forgot.........

Well there she is, a wet steaming pile of poop. Now in all honest give me your input.

P.S. - I told you Jessie!