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    Thursday, December 31st, 2009
    cal_j_fielding
    7:09p
    Wednesday, December 30th, 2009
    jedi_elf
    6:08p
    May I ask just one last thing - have we met somewhere before?
    2009 - A YEAR IN PICTURES

    I'm sure I was probably asked
    Before I was born, by someone from somewhere
    "I will make it so you can see
    Either the past or the future, so
    Which do you want?"

    And then I probably chose the past
    So that I can become, so I may become,
    A kind person rather than a strong person
    So that I understand what "memories" are

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    Continuing, that somebody said to me
    "Arms, legs, mouths, ears, eyes,
    Hearts, breasts, and the holes in your nose,
    I'll give you two of each,
    So isn't that great?"

    But I asked a favour
    "I'm fine with just one mouth" I said
    So that I don't fight with myself
    So that I can only kiss one person


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    This kind of feeling that I want to forget, but can't
    What do you call it?

    That person with a slightly displeased face
    He began to speak again, because he had to
    "The heart, which is most important
    I'll put one in each side of your chest, so
    Isn't that great?"

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    Yet again I asked a favour
    "I'm sorry, but as for me
    I don't need the heart on my right side
    Sorry for always saying selfish things"

    That is so that when I meet an important person
    And I hold her
    I will understand for the first time
    That our two beats sound on both sides of our chest.

    The left is mine, and the right is yours
    The left is yours, and the right is mine
    So that when I am alone, there is something missing
    So that I do not live on alone

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    This kind of feeling that I want to forget, but can't
    What do you call it?

    My chest is a flutter, but this kind of feeling
    Tis so nostalgic, what do you call it?

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    "By the way, There's just one more thing
    Should I add 'tears' as an option?
    Even without it, there is no impediment, but
    Some people don't add it, because it's a pain.
    What will you do?"

    And then, I asked for it
    So that I can become, so I may become
    A kind person rather than a strong person
    So that I understand what "importance" is

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    "So, by the way, as for the flavour of the tears
    Choose a flavour you like
    They're sour, salty,
    Hot, sweet,
    Choose any one you like
    Which one do you want?"

    Has everything been granted
    The way you hoped?
    So show me your face
    That is always crying
    Well, show me proudly"

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    "Thank you very much
    Sorry to have troubled you with so much
    May I ask just one last thing -
    Have we met somewhere before?"
    -Radwimps, 'Ordermade'

    Hannah xx

    Current Mood: thoughtful
    Monday, December 28th, 2009
    jedi_elf
    8:47p
    As you reach out for your prize in the night...
    I love the festive season. I really do - at no other point does emigration sound so tempting. Needless to say, Christmas this year did not go well and I fully plan on leaving the state before the next one.

    The next couple of months look to be interesting anyway. And by interesting I mean strange.

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    Stolen apples taste the sweetest
    See them hanging in the pale moonlight
    You won’t feel those cuts and grazes
    As you reach out for your prize in the night
    And pluck it down and take that very first bite

    “Don’t tell anyone our secrets”
    Said the farmer to his darling wife
    “There are some here in the district
    Not so happy with their lot in this mean, old life.
    Now, sweetheart, won’t you pass me the paring knife”

    Stolen apples, plucked down in their prime
    Stolen apples, hanging heavy on my mind


    Eve called Adam in the garden
    “Hey Ad, come over here and look at these, won’t you try some?”
    “Oh, no” said Adam “That’s forbidden!”
    “Come on now, baby” said Eve, “What could be wrong with just one little one?”
    So Adam bit and cried out “That’s the bomb! That’s the bomb!”

    Stolen apples taste the sweetest
    Stolen apples taste the sweetest
    - Paul Kelly, 'Stolen Apples'

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    Hannah xx

    Current Mood: thoughtful
    Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009
    queen_of_coins 9:09p
    My poor dear brother...
    Andy and Giza are coming over for Christmas. They had to get separate, and complex, flights. Giza was going Albany - Detroit - Amsterdam - Birmingham. Andy was going Albany - Philadelphia - Frankfurt - Brussels - Birmingham. Andy was supposed to arrive yesterday, Giza today.

    The weather prevented Andy from leaving when he was supposed to, on Monday. He left yesterday instead, intending to get to Birmingham about an hour and a half before Giza. Of course that was before the further delays due to the weather and the cock-ups on the part of the airline that meant he was not booked on to the next flight from Frankfurt to Brussels when he should've been, having missed the one he was booked on due to the afore-mentioned delays, and last I heard he was on the next flight from Frankfurt direct to Birmingham. Where his luggage was remained to be seen...

    I'll give my dad a shout tomorrow to find out how things worked out in the end.
    Sunday, December 20th, 2009
    jedi_elf
    2:12p
    I like my town with a little drop of poison...
    Still feeling supremely uninspired when it comes to blogging. Still alive. Chapter 102 of Full Metal Alchemist now out, it's an absolute mindfuck (but I didn't post the mindfucking part). Instead, have some Alphonse Elric.

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    Hannah xx

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    Saturday, December 19th, 2009
    diamond_1986
    10:56a
    ARHHHH
    I'm starting to really hate what I am becoming, I love JP so much, so why can't I just be happy and accept things for what there are? The way things are between us is making me feel exactly how he feels- and I don't want to be this way. Because it's like a cancer. It eats away at you until there's nothing left. It makes you a horrible person, and I don't want to be that person.


    I just want to love him, and be happy with him.



    Why is it not possible for me to have what I really want??

    Current Mood: annoyed
    Current Music: Love's a loaded Gun- Alice Cooper
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