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Fortaleza internaAlgunos no siempre le va bien en algún sentido de la vida, puede ser en el laboral o talves en el familia, el punto es que algo que te ayuda a pasar esto es tu fuerza mental, el poder de esto es el que logres ver las cosas de un lado positivo, un momento de tensión o tristeza puede ser cambia o modificado por la fuerza mental, muchas personas no la tienen muy desarrolladacayendo en depresiones y profundas enfermedades por lo anterior, sin embargo la fuerza siempre, siempre esta a tu lado, para que te puedas alegras, para que te hagas feliz, pero algo mas influye en eso, tus vínculos, las personas con quien estas, por esoFortaleza internaMoments ago in Emotional

El Pasar del Tiempoel paso del tiempo...
algo que es indefinido...
algo que no para y eso llega a afectar a las personas..
tales como tus padres en sentidos malos y buenos
a tu amigos que cambian sus actitudes para impresionar y manipular
y por ultimo
tu
tu cambias, cambias para impresionar, para codiciar, para destrozar
pero casi nadie cambia para razonar...
uno sabe que el tu de uno si no lo expones nadie te entendera, nadie te ayudara en lo que te falta, nadie estará ahí, y seras tu quien tome las deciciones..
tu, tu eres el responsable de tal paso del tiempo en el caso de uno....El Pasar del Tiempo3 minutes ago in Emotional

My name means conquerorMy name means conqueror, yet I could never conquer you. I couldn't conquer the memories you left me with. I couldn't conquer the fear, the anxiety, or the pain. I couldn't conquer the memories or the betrayal. I couldn't conquer you.
I couldn't make the fear go away. Not for ten years. I couldn't let anyone see me the way that you did. You made me feel weak. You made me feel vulnerable, used, pathetic. You made me fear the world. You made me fear letting anyone see me. I couldn't be vulnerable again. I couldn't let anyone use me the way you did. I couldn't be pathetic.
I couldn't get passed the anxiety. I still find myself turning away from pMy name means conqueror4 minutes ago in Emotional

Camino sin salida - Dead Endel pasar de un callejon oscuro
te hace sentir miedo y covardia
sin pensar que sea cerrado
uno puede avanzar y quedar encerrado
en un penunbra del pasado,
que te sigue hasta el presente....Camino sin salida - Dead End5 minutes ago in Emotional

Tribute to BlackieDear Blackie, can you hear me? I miss you. I still remember all the great times we had. I remember when I was just six years old. It was the day after my birthday. February 3rd, 2001. It was that day when my step dad before even marrying my mom, took me to the pet store. He told me we where gonna get a puppy. I saw so many animals there. But it was you in that window, that little black Labrador/Jack Russel mix. He chose to get you. We took you home. I remember holding you so tightly. You where my new friend. It took me forever to name you. I wanted you'r name to be perfect.

We talked to each other. We told each other secrets that no one elsTribute to Blackie43 minutes ago in Emotional

The Love RantOh, if I only knew that feeling, the one all of the characters in the books I read feel. That glorified feeling, that feeling I thought I felt before. It feels so long before. To smile at someone just because, they’re there. To embrace someone in a more than friendly way and feel on top of the world, oh I yearn for it. To kiss someone and there have not a single trace of lust in the motion, just pure love of one another.

I wish I could once more let go of the chains of logic, holding me, encasing me, and pulling me away. “You think you’ll find love this early?”, ”What a fool!”, “Remember last time? YThe Love Rant1 hour ago in Emotional

There Is More Than One Side To Every Person “What have I done?” I could barely croak out the sentence. My knees buckled under me. I fell, sticking out my hands so that they’d take the blunt of the force. The heaving of my chest, the tears running down my skin, and my ragged breaths worked as one to blacken my vision. My mind was racing, lying, working to convince me everything would be okay. I crumpled into myself not making it to the bed. The floor beneath me sent chills into my overheated body. My arm urged me to grab something, ANYTHING, to throw. Yet, for once, I summoned up restraint. My blood boiled as I forced my body still and my lungs tThere Is More Than One Side To Every Person2 hours ago in Emotional

Breaking Of The Trinity Breaking Of The Trinity

Man exists in a trinity of the heart, soul, and mind; all withheld in the body. But I exist only as mind, because I broke the trinity.

The heart is your passions and hopes. Living in a depressing, pessemistic enviroment, prevented this from ever existing with in me.

So I started out with only an ellipse of beings with in the body: an empty eye, to which the pupil existed as my true being, housed with in the link of the two. Impules and eletrical signals creating an exterior.
-But time came to grind me.

The soul, is your personality, you in a since. But through traumatic experience and thought, I terminated it Breaking Of The Trinity3 hours ago in Emotional

Desert Vs. GardenAs I stare outside into the heat rising from the pavement, I realize something.

We are too different to make this work. I looked at you for a long time the other night, trying to figure you out with your pale skin and graying hair. You didn't look up from your laptop and I was content to work in silence.

You've been oddly quiet since that day I let you touch me. I don't like physical contact, but that day, as your hands slid beneath the back of my shirt, you expected me to recoil. I didn't. You didn't go further, but I could tell something changed.

You look up at me from time to time as though studying a puzzle that you can't quite work ouDesert Vs. Garden4 hours ago in Emotional

Not goldToday on the way home I cried
because I was thinking of all the lonely people
like Eleanor Rigby
and another name I'd have to change
to protect their identity.
How does society pick the outcasts?

He's too smart,
or he talks to much.
She's too...something.

You know what.
It doesn't matter.

Fuck it doesn't matter.Not gold4 hours ago in Emotional

FictionI’m a con artist of feelings, twisting facts,

I’ve lied through my life, living false acts,

And when my fiction becomes my reality,

Is it insane to find solace in self-trickery?Fiction4 hours ago in Emotional

Mission city, issue #1Mission City, Issue #1
Time: 3:00 p.m.

I was packing my stuff. two children got chosen to fight at Mission City, and IT HAD TO BE ME AND FRAZZLE! I just didn't UNDERSTAND!
I was really sad to leave Mama and Daddy. So was Frazzle. At least I still had him, athough I barely knew him. Sweetheart Quathiny and Frazzle
Johnson. I actually thought he was kinda cute - in a wierd way. He walked in with his suitcase. "Are you ready?"
"Yeah, just gotta grab my toothbrush, hairbrush, and deodorant."
"Okay." He left. It would take three days to get there, so we were gonna spend three days at three different hotels. Also, you know something
wierd? OMission city, issue #15 hours ago in Emotional

I think brown eyes have a poweI think brown eyes have a power in them that I've never noticed before. Some people like to think chocolate… they're sweet, maybe.

They can be cold, like metal.

Cold, like machines.

They work themselves so hard, they don't even feel their pain.

Such strength brown eyes contain.I think brown eyes have a powe5 hours ago in Emotional

The Girl walked silently down The Girl walked silently down the poorly lit street. The city was wonderful this time of year; the trees, the birds, the river. Everything.
She was on her way to her favorite spot. The spot she always went to whenever she needed time, whenever she needed to reflect and think about things or when she just wanted time alone. She'd never brought anyone there, not a soul. It was really a beautiful place. It was silent, with a crooked tree, just enough so that one could sit there perfectly - for hours. And the Girl had, many times. Unfortunately it was now risking being torn down since the commune was building new houses just in that area. It was The Girl walked silently down 6 hours ago in Emotional

Oni, The Element of Loneliness

There coldly sitting, a Demon without evil in his Dark heart, without friends and without care. The snow was falling down above his hat and cape changing them from the black color of his loneliness to that white color which doesn't differ from his fur, that so pure color of the good things that the other ponies had: Friends, Love, Family, goodness and understanding. Nopony of them approached the already judged Demon, nopony of them stopped enjoying how the tears of the innocent Demon, who was hiding his eyes, were sliping down by his cold cheeks while this one was lowering his head to not see anyone.

The young Demon always was a loner everywOni, The Element of Loneliness6 hours ago in Emotional

cap 3: suceso inesperadocap 3: suceso inesperado

después del "corazón roto", ya estaba la fecha de su cumpleaños, lenore estaba lista para cumplir sus 18 años.
en ese momento, su amiga le presento a un amigo, era un chico de su altura (lenore mide 1,54m) tenia el punk, su voz era tan fina como una mujer, parecía un chico bueno, pero nadie se fija (las apariencia engaña)el chico la sedujo con sus habilidades de vídeo juegos después de la fiesta, unos día el chico la invito a pasear solo si ella no dejaba de decir "amigo".
ella se sentía incomoda, ya que apena lo conoce

lenore: oye, apena te conozcap 3: suceso inesperado6 hours ago in Emotional

1 second with MD1 second with MD
So here she comes from within the dark shadows shrouded by mist and into my line of sight. Nothing exists, time, reality even the people around me just disappear. For an instance a sweet confusion besets upon my mind, as I gaze at the sheer majestic beauty I might even be lucky enough to get her to look right back at me with a hint of a heavenly smile. Just a split second and it happens, the whole second becomes a life time with this girl. She looks back and already levelled me and frozen me, paralyzing my movements and with my eyes staring straight back my heart is beating quicker than ever forcing a feeling of sheer happine1 second with MD7 hours ago in Emotional

Something's missing...Perfection, what we all seek
Hoping one day you will meet
But, sometimes those moments just pass you by
You're stuck wondering why
I was in love with you once, but I don't think I could be again
Is what you said as my friend...
How am I supposed to take that when mere hours ago I was on top of you and you inside of me?
Our relationship is complicated, but not really..
Friends that fuck, friends that cheat, friends that were once something more
What we have is fairly clear cut and something I abhor
I love you, I always will, but honestly this shouldn't be acceptable.
Just one little misstep
and I ruin another great thing because of you.
Something's missing...7 hours ago in Emotional

Philosophizing TerrorPhilosophizing Terror

You considers our affairs trivial and mundane; that's how you refered to our mortal struggle with the terror.
You've seen it too; how absorbed you is with your dangerous research.
How you abandons the throne.
It's true, you treats diplomacy and war like they were meaningless trifles, a man who has lost interest in this world, who sees his people locked in a life and death struggle, and shrugs in indifference.
Such a man has no right to rule.

I wonder, do you really think you can really see me, because if you can , you're at the end of your path.
A man who has not mastered the use of the terror can never prevail.

Philosophizing Terror7 hours ago in Emotional

We All Changed...We All Changed...

At the begging of the year, just new 6th graders I thought everything will be the same but slight change to our lives but it seem to have changed more than that then I have expected. I started to have lots of trouble with the new things. Middle school changed everyone...

I saw kids style and ways and actions changing, my best friend Destiny, I knew her since second grade, who is now no longer with me changed. She kept talking back to teachers, getting in trouble, getting in house, stars, and not following lots of rules as said. Yeah So I lost her. She was a dumbass trying to be popular and shit so I fucking left her. HELLWe All Changed...8 hours ago in Emotional

The Standard TwistWhat’s considered Normal
If we're all considered Odd,

Is Normal having no beliefs,
Is Normal loving God?

Is Normal picking up a smoke,
And lying down to rest,

Is Normal being better than you can be,
Is Normal really the best?

Is Normal a thing I can strive for,
Is it something I should be,

Is Normal the word you'd use to describe,
What you see when you see me?

In a world full of questions,
I like to ask myself,

If normal is something we aim for,
Why all those trophies on our shelves?

Because awards come from Oddity,
Where you do things with your heart,

And if you do them Normally,
You're hopeless from the start,

Oddity is whatThe Standard Twist8 hours ago in Emotional

Religious BeliefsMy religious beliefs seem a bit different to me. I haven't really gotten a specific kind of religion I follow, but I feel the need to just express not only to myself but to a few of you. I don't believe you go to 'heaven' right away. I believe that you are reincarnated. That your soul will drift off into another's body until it has fulfilled it's purpose here on Earth. I don't believe there is a devil or satan. I don't think there is a Hell, and if there was a God you wouldn't be sent there for sins. I believe that God puts every will, every thought inside your head. That even evil thoughts are not wavered or produced by a devil or other HellReligious Beliefs8 hours ago in Emotional

War Has Taken Your Smile I only realised now what hundreds of other families are going through. No, don't you dare call me ignorant, because I can see it on your face! I can read your thoughts just as well as you can read mind so shut it. I can be concerned for the world whenever I want to. It's none of your business.
Well I guess it is. In some ways I mean. It affecting you and me at the same time, but it's affecting me more. I mean you didn't know Seth as well as I did right? No, you didn't. Last time I checked he wasn't dating you was he. No, I thought not.
And second of all, you need to stop with that silly quote. "War has taken your smile, hasn't it?" Haha, no it's not funny. So shut up. I really don't care what you think. I can choose to smile! And then you'll probably yell, "It's been a year, get over it!" And I'll be like, "Give me more time!" Because time is something we never run out of. Yeah, that's what everyone says. But really it's draining away right now.War Has Taken Your Smile8 hours ago in Emotional

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