No where left to run...

september 22nd 2001 and on

Where does all of this end?

Is it where or when, that should be questioned?

Both?

None, cause the end won't come without the beginning...

But there is a beginning...

Oh, okay, soon, the answer is soon.

This could only be the end of the beginning, or in another sense the beginning of the end. Yet in many more senses than one, there is a thought that time is everlasting and overlapping... So in thought wouldn't the end be a middle at a time, and couldn't the middle be the beginning, or in fact the beginning is actually the end, that creates new beginnings and non-beginnings, where the start ends, and the end is really only the middle? Makes sense to me... just think about it, it makes sense eventually.

So from here on out, it's just more and more things to talk about. I mean, haven't you heard enough of me? Probably have. Oh well, i hope you enjoy the rest and remember, Think Different.

"I hope you don't mind, i hope you don't mind. That i put down in words... How wonderful life is, while you're in the world."

Is it me, or do angels predominantly own the site?

Well, from here is where i begin the middle, or is it the end? Well, the thing is here i'm going to give the second song that i wrote. I like this one a lot, and i just wrote it and came up with the tune recently. Well in the past week and a half from today sept. 11 2001. Anyway, here we go.

GUARDIAN ANGEL

I'll be your guardian angel,
i'll be your guiding light.
I'll be your guardian angel,
I'll always do what's right.

I'll be your guardian angel,
a friend i'll always be.
I'll be your guardian angel,
just put your trust in me.

I'll be your guardian angel,
i'll be your teddy bear.
I'll be your guardian angel,
i'll stop the hurt i swear.

I'll be your guardian angel,
I'll be the one who fights,
I'll be your guardian angel,
I'd sacrifice my life.

I'll be your guardian angel,
i'll be there by your side.
I'll be your guardian angel,
i'll sing you lullabyes.

I'll be your guardian angel,
I'll be your truest friend.
I'll be your guardian angel,
and i'll be there,
i'll be there,
till...
the end.

Well basically from here, is the end, yet it truly is only the beginning. I guess i'm just going to have to add more pages.

Here's the old topic. My life sux. This will come up very often in any writing of mine, cause seriously i just think my life sux. It's not like i absolutely hate my life, but i mean it sux. I mean hey, i can take it for granted, granted, but still, i kno there are many other lives much more horrible than mine. My life is really pretty awesome and wonderful, cause i have so much, and i have so many friends, and an okay family, and just a future ahead of me i think i can probably work with. There really isn't anything out there i don't have, and that i haven't tried that i really think i need to try. I'm probably the most content person in the world, but hey shut the hell up, i don't give a fuck what you think... I'm angry, i'm mad, i'm frustrated, i'm dissappointed, i'm everything negative. I mean i hate, and i want, and i need, and that's horrible. God... life hella sux for me, cause i make it that way, and in the end, i know bad things happen, so everything just gets worse. Ridiculous huh? Eh, it's not like you care anyway. All this stuff is really just bullshit, and everything is just fine. There's nothing wrong with me, and nothing wrong with anything else. Goodness, i've got so many thoughts in my head right now. And the most prevailing thought is that i just don't care. I don't, not anymore. I mean, hey, i guessi do, but really i just don't want to. I guess people do care about me, and of course i care about them ,but a lot of the time, i care about a whole lot of people and then in the end, i kno they don't care bout me. Whatever though. I have nothing right now, and universally you can think as well as i can think, that i have nothing. Nothing at all. no one to love, nothing to do, nothing. Zero. Exactly what i am, and how i feel, zero. Whatever. I remembered in my past how things used to be. Someday i'll explain it to you, but for right now, no. I don't want to. Yes, things can only get better, that's all, they can only get better. Whatever damn it, i could be internally bleeding and i could die in an instant. Whatever. Yea, so did you notice how i say many words, and repeat them constantly, well it's because i am very, very tired, rambling on, about women, and other things. Whatever bull shit. And i kno for one thing, i don't need no cheatin bitch, or a fucking used ho, or any other shit like that. I need somebody, i need a somebody, no not really, just somebody. Whatever, i don't give a fucking flying fuck... excuse my swearing, but i'm angry, and i have nothing so i'm sad, and i have nothing again, nothing at all. damn it all, just damn it all. Whatever damn it. Oh yah, well, life is okay, i probably will just tell you to go away, cause life for me is hard, and horrible. So that's why i don't want to share it with you line, and stuff, but hey, i can bitch abou things forever in real life. Not like you fuckin care, damn you. Okay, so ywah, that is my schpeal on things right now, nothing new, nothing importnat, i'll probably add some things later, but that's later. Okay, as you can tell, this is not one of my good sides, or moods. So yes, it's different. ok, bye bye now. peace and love...

Okay, get the fuck out of my fucking face fucker...