Its just how i seem to feel

here are a few lyrics i think everyone should read, because they are so touching!
its called glitter in the air.

Have you ever fed a lover with just your hands
Closed your eyes and trusted
Just trusted

Have you ever thrown a fistfull of glitter in the air
Have you ever looked fear in the face and said, "I just don’t care"

It's only half past the point of no return
The tip of the iceberg
The sun before the burn
The thunder before the lightning
The breath before the phrase
Have you ever felt this way

Have you ever hated yourself for staring at the phone
Your whole life waiting on the ring to prove you're not alone

Have you ever been touched so gently you had to cry
Have you ever invited a stranger to come inside

It's only half past the point of oblivion
The hourglass on the table
The walk before the run
The breath before the kiss and the fear before the flames
Have you ever felt this way

La la la la
La la la la

There you are
Sitting in the garden
Clutching my coffee
Calling me sugar
You called me sugar
Oh
Oh
No
No
No

Have you ever wished for an endless night
Lassoed the moon and the stars
And pulled that rope tight

Have you ever held your breath
And asked yourself, "Will it ever get better than tonight
Tonight"

sorry for the random plug, ill go back to my rants soon enough. >.< but really? dont you guys feel like this sometimes? every so often?i do!
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~~glittery pixie (is that a word?)

thank you

OK, i seem to be writing alot of emo posts lately,
ive been in a ...weird mood.

i dont really know why, so dont ask.

and Im not saying that im feeling better, anything but.....
but you reviewers are very helpful, your messages are really helping me!

dont worry, ill be feeling better soon, and ill be back to my wonderful rants soon enough!

thank you all!

BTW: have any of you checked out cakewrecks? search it, its awesome!
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~~ predict me pixie

I'm not my sister, so sorry!

Have you ever noticed how parents can't seem to pay attention to more than one child at a time?
I mean seriously!

Well as u have said before, I am the youngest in my family, and they always say the youngest gets the most attention , but I guess my family must be freaks, because I am being completely ignored.

I'm, well that's exaggerating.... But only a little .
Everything I do is compared to my big sister and brother, everything

So like, give minutes ago I was helping dry dishes with my mum and sister, and when I said I didn't know where the dishes went, my mum gets angry And goes on and on about how I should be more like my sister!
And she wonders why I have a minority complex!

God!.... Gaaahh! I'm just so frustrated! I have locked my self in my room just to avoid them!

Now I don't even have a comp to write this on! I'm udon my iPod, Whig by the way is awesome! Although it's the reason this post probably has tons of typos!

Well I'm out of things to say, love me with your comments!
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~~ still not my sister

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~~ predict me pixie

Cry

I don't know why... But for some reason I really want to cry right now

But really, I have no idea why! I guess I just feel kinda.... Lonely
Like, I had an amazing day earlier, evey thing went well!
And then u came home, and it's not that anything bad happened... But, nothing good happened either

It feels kinda... God I can't think of the word , well I just feel pathetic
I'm the youngest in my family, and ever since my sister came home
From college I have been completely puhed aside, and it feels like I'm Totally unimportant

Ok, I know that that isn't true but it really feels that way!

And I wish I could be mad at someone for it, but it really only
My fault, because no one has done anything wrong, I just seem to love getting depressed I've things..,

I feel stupid

God I am stupid !!!

I'm a fucking idiot


I hate my life!
Well I don't , but ...we'll you know hat I mean!

I'm sure yu all have been through this too at some point!
Please reasure me with your messages!

I look for ward to them!
It makes me feel loved
Please love me
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~~ pathetic pixie

Stop it, Please

Okay, I know I’ve complained about this before, but maybe it’s because summer is quickly, quickly approaching so the lovebirds are becoming giddy about their vacation plans with one another.

I don’t know, but, god, what is so enticing about sucking face out in the middle of a city street, or in the middle of a movie theater, or around the corner, hidden in the shadows, or even slammed up against a stack of lockers?

Please, somebody tell me. And it’s not even pretty to watch.
It would be one thing if they were sharing a cute, sweet kiss that’s Kodak picture perfect, but majority of the time that’s definitely not the case.

It’s usually pornographic aggressiveness and not at all one of those “aw” moments.

I really don’t know exactly what it is I’m trying to get at here, maybe it’s just because I’m in a really… weird mood.

Maybe if I ever got to experience the love that all those couples are sharing, then maybe I, too, would be in their position instead of on here ranting about the insanity of most of it.
But that’s not how it’s going to go, I’m sure.
I’m always stuck to the ranting end of the spectrum, versus the actual end with everyone who gets to experience whatever the hell it is I’m ranting about.

I feel like I’m rambling too much (if that’s possible).
And I’m going utterly mad over here.
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lonely pixie

Internet Love

Okay, I know for a fact you can’t be a stranger to it (unless they don’t have this kind of shit in your country, in which case, lucky you!).
You probably see it nearly every time you sit down in front of your television for a show longer than half an hour. It’s not rare to see one of them.
They run every few commercial breaks. They have cheesy music and usually consist of ridiculous spokesmen and overly happy member testimonials. I’m talking about those commercials for finding true love online.

Those lovey-dovey matchmaking websites that’ll match you with a compatible mate that they “guarantee” will be perfect for you, or your money back. I

n a way it’s more than ridiculous. It’s like buying love with that extra money you set aside for a special treat later this month, but instead you see this ad on TV and you are sold.
And I suppose on a different level it’s even sick in a way, putting yourself out there like that.
It’s almost like selling yourself.

Like seriously, are you that desperate? But I guess some people are.
And I can’t guarantee that I won’t be one of them in the future. Though in another way, you have to admit, isn’t it slightly… exhilarating?
You’re down so low, hidden in all this darkness and then there’s a tiny light at the end of the tunnel, and eventually it leads you to happiness.

I mean you’d have to be crazy to put so much faith into such a thing, right?
Entrusting some computer with (probably) randomly selecting a probable mate for you.
Now that’s crazy.

And I have no proof to back up that those sites do or don’t work. I’m just making an opinion here.
But if you ask me, I think they’re worthless. Though these love online things are a tad ridiculous, I’m not saying that it’s impossible to find love online. Cause that’s possible, you know. Stop looking at the computer monitor that way!
It is possible!
I know; I have proof for this case. Honestly, I do. My friend's cousin found his wife online through some forum or something. And now they’re happily married with a child on the way.

Yeah, yeah, sure, it doesn’t happen everyday, I’m sure because people are so caught up and paranoid over the possibility that the person they’re falling for could turn out to be some total pervert sitting in their basement.

It’s hard not to think that because so many people are always preaching about the dangers of it all.
It’s constantly on the news; parents and teachers are always lecturing about the safeties and precautions you should take.

So you may ask yourself why you would ever trust anyone out there.
But come on now, not every good person you meet is going to turn out to be Billy Bob Joe Doe, some middle aged dude staked out in the basement of his mom’s house with no greater goal in life than to chase after little girls.

Creepy? Yes.
Disturbing? Terribly.
But is it enough reason to give up on taking a chance? No.

At least, it’s not enough reason for me. But that may just be my optimistic need for love crawling out of its nest yet again.

Don’t get me wrong here, okay? I’m not desperate enough to go and sell myself to some matchmaker website that’ll probably pair me with some hobo, but I’m optimistic that it’s possible to find true love over the Internet.

Or, let’s rephrase this: I hope that it’s possible to find true love over the Internet. Seeing as I live on here, as we’ve already established.
And I like the thought of being able to fall completely head over heels for somebody you’ve never even met face to face.

Now seriously, that has got to be real love right there. Think about it, you’ve never even been in a vicinity close enough to even touch them and yet just talking to them is enough to make you fall in love with them.
And that’s got to be real when words are more than enough to make you fall in love with them. Not even spoken words, just a bunch of text floating across a screen. Falling in love without ever seeing their face has got to be real, you don’t even need to see what they look like because you already know they have to be beautiful just from what they think and say.

God…I’m such a hopeless romantic, aren’t I?

Hah, sorry guys.
I didn’t mean to have yet another post with me rambling on and on about love.
But you all seemed to really enjoy the last post about love, or at least from the amount of comments you all left.
And thanks for all of those.
You really made me feel better. =]
I definitely don’t feel as alone anymore.
Huh… well, I guess that’s all I’ve got to say this time.
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~~Predicting Pixie of Internet Love

I Live Here

So, I had an epiphany earlier this evening when I had to sit around downstairs with absolutely nothing to do.
The power was out, but it was still light out so it wasn’t total darkness.
But the world is seriously so fucking quiet and still when there’re no lights or electronics on.

It’s freaky.
The entire house was like a ransacked town after a war or something.

It was so dead and deserted that I felt like I was sitting in the middle of some evacuated land.

Ah, I hate when the power goes out.
It’s not that I’m afraid of the dark or anything like that, it’s just always so quiet that you have no choice but to get lost in your thoughts.

But skipping to the epiphany part, I realized something major about my life during all of this quiet thinking time I had to analyze myself.

And you know what? I was about ready to die.
I was suffocating without my little gadgets.

I’m surprised I didn’t hyperventilate.
Okay, fine, maybe that’s a tad of an exaggeration, but seriously? I need my little widgets.

Honestly, I live on here.
The Internet, I mean. I live here. I need the Internet like… like the earth needs the sun.
My entire life pretty much revolves around the infamous World Wide Web.

When I put off homework, I’m surfing around on here, wasting my time reading shit that my mother might freak about if she ever knew.
Half of my homework even involves the use of the Internet. And you know what the saddest part is? Majority of my friends are from online.
Seriously, how sad is that? I’m so lame I can’t even function properly enough to make friends with people face to face.

Ah, god, this is so pitiful. I need the Internet to survive. A computer, no, that’s not the problem. It’s the Internet, that connection that links me to the rest of the world. Without it I’m like a lost little puppy wandering around the house unsure of what to do with myself.

I’m an Internet addict.

That’s the right term, isn’t it?
Honestly, you should see how much I freak when there’s a momentary blip and the connection blinks off.
God I’m like a vicious, rabid animal prepared to pounce anything that gets in my way until I get it back. It’s… a bit crazy.
This is really sad and pitiful, isn’t it?
I feel like a total loser, if that helps rest my case.

Okay. That’s it. I’m done with yet another pointless rant.
But I suppose there could be one point to it all, that being that I spend way too much time online like all of you fools who take the time to read every single one of my posts.
Though, despite that you’re fools like me, I love you guys for reading. =]
Yes, I know, I seem to say that every time. Maybe I’m just trying to sweet talk you all into commenting.
Mmhmm, you know I love those, too.
All right, signing off.
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~~Internet Freak of Nature