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shy's thoughts and grievances
 
a place to post my thoughts, wishes and frustrations...........a place for you to do the same too............ lol
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growles
Posted:Apr 25, 2012 8:33 am
Last Updated:Apr 6, 2013 11:39 pm
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mmmmmmm i am scrambled umscramble if u dare
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Help
Posted:Oct 30, 2011 10:29 pm
Last Updated:May 4, 2012 7:24 am
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well I havn't posted here for a while and I am sitting here staring at my screen wondering where I may pull some inspiration from...Alittle help is needed I think....
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ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Posted:May 22, 2009 4:14 am
Last Updated:Jan 25, 2012 8:50 pm
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WHAT DO I DO NOW??? LOL
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Home is where the Heart is
Posted:Feb 13, 2009 6:20 am
Last Updated:Jun 28, 2009 6:00 pm
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Once upon a time.....

There was a man, who held me! Oh my did he hold me!
There was something in the air that smelt good, and felt right.
His chest was so strong and the sound of his voice was compelling.
NO-ONE has ever ever held me like that. No one in my life has ever held me in such a way.

There are no words that I can find to describe the way those arms felt wrapped around me, but if I must choose one, I'd say I felt like I had found my way home.

I have been such a gypsy for so long, that I am in disbelief That such arms feel so sturdy. I feel so happy. So so happy!!!! He is so strong in mind, body and soul.

I want to feel those arms again wrapping me in the way that they can.

I feel so ashamed. I am so ashamed that those arms bring me some happiness.

I am sorry.

xxx
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YOU
Posted:Dec 6, 2008 5:25 am
Last Updated:Apr 25, 2012 8:45 am
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My happiness!
You are my home,
You are my haven,
You are my safety,
You are my light,
You are my warmth.

You are my Freedom
Oh my Freedom!

You are my treasure,
You are my land,
And You are my wildest ocean,
You are my 'mr right'
You are my guide

You are my Freedom
Please my Freedom!!

You are my feeling,
You are my tears,
You are my pain,
And you are my loss,
You are my understanding

You are my Freedom
I cant find my Freedom!!!

You are my inspiration
You are my solace,
And you are what I Fear the most.

WHY THEN?

These rules, Their eyes and These binds?
All deny me my Freedom
I BEG YOU

Trace your hands over my body
and validate me, you and my freedom

This is my story
These are my words
This is my desire,
My gift
And my treasure

This is me
I thank you
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tug a little harder!!!!!!!!!!
Posted:Sep 7, 2008 12:25 am
Last Updated:Jan 25, 2012 8:51 pm
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I had a little moment today! I received a text and it was if someone had wrapped the fingers around my soul and gave it a little tug!

My question is this; How does someone give your soul a little tug?

Or if you prefer.......

Try and tug on my soul!!!!!!!
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EXPANDING THE NOTION...
Posted:Mar 24, 2008 8:47 am
Last Updated:Nov 6, 2008 4:20 am
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1) We see what we believe, Rather than believe what we see........

2) I cannot change another person, and I have no right to try.......

just fodder!!
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what he does........................
Posted:Dec 2, 2007 4:13 am
Last Updated:Apr 25, 2012 8:46 am
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HE SPEAKS A LANGUAGE THAT I UNDERSTAND.........it is so very rare in this day and age

A TRULY UNIQUE TREASURE! please excuse me, I feel the urge to sigh, just one last time
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A LATE NIGHT PONDERING!
Posted:Nov 1, 2007 8:39 am
Last Updated:Nov 8, 2008 12:20 am
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I found this in a book of old letters! I always find something in these letters which always have the ability to make me smile, reflect or induce some deeper thoughtfulness:

<<Do not take as an excuse your honesty. Honesty without
Justice is like a drunken watchman's bull's eye- made but to throw light on his own distorted features leaving all around him in greater darkness still.......>>!

enjoy
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in my daydreams
Posted:Sep 30, 2007 6:34 am
Last Updated:Jan 28, 2009 4:23 am
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well i am going to have a damn good go at describing this so please be nice.......grins

chatting away one time, you suddenly stand up and pull me up into standing up too..whilst i was suprised the conversation continues and u start to undress me...im so relaxed that i barely notice that my shirt is falling to the ground and i fail to register that my bra is unhooked or the fact my jeans have been unzippered and that i am helping you remove them of me...my underwhere????.......

as u settle back on the sofa, fully clothed mind you, i need to moisterise, i find it soothing and it will distract me from noticing my nakedness against the contrast of your fully clothed body.........

As i finish i settle on the floor in front of you.......wow you can talk and i notice your maintaining eye contact, and for that i am grateful, i lay on my side for the time being.....

wow and i will continue this when i have the courage
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I can run but u cant hide!!!!!
Posted:Sep 23, 2007 11:55 am
Last Updated:Apr 8, 2013 6:12 am
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I have had a challenging weekend! I have spent the entire time running from myself and my thoughts. I have tried everything, and I mean everything, to hide from them. I run because I can not stand to face them. they leave me feeling vulnerable, confused, conflicted, and very very scared. That is a lot of emotions for this little beez to cope with. I hate emotions because i relate them to weakness of character and person and I hate weakness..it is a very destructive way to spend the weekend let me tell you......and in the end they are still there GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR !!!!

In the end, when i felt the urge to beg and plead with them, i broke down and cried and cried and cried.......

AND I NEVER CRY!!!!!!!!!

I have to laugh at myself...................I really need to get a life!!!!!!

SHEESH!! Just have your wicked way with me anyway you want PLEASE!!!

and now im begging..and i never beg!!!! grrrrrrrrrr
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and if u can please rebuild it
Posted:Sep 23, 2007 11:22 am
Last Updated:Jun 14, 2008 9:13 pm
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I borrowed this from yummymiracle's blog....

<<SOMETIMES YOU PUT WALLS UP TO NOT

TO KEEP PEOPLE OUT, BUT TO SEE WHO

CARES ENOUGH TO BREAK THEM DOWN>>

And just a thought of my own too........and sometimes they start to crumble......then they crash.......and you wonder when it happened, why it happened, how it happened, and how to stop it......

damn builders...in boom times the craftsmanship takes a dive...
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The Things We Dare Not Tell
Posted:Aug 5, 2007 6:48 am
Last Updated:Jan 25, 2012 8:59 pm
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The fields are fair in autumn yet,and the sun's still shining there,
But we bow our heads and we brood and fret, because of the masks we wear;
Or we nod and smile the social while, and we say we're doing well,
But we break our hearts, oh, we break our hearts! for the things we must not tell.

There's the old love wronged ere the new was won, there's the light of long ago;
There's the cruel lie that we suffer for, and the public must not know.
So we go through life with a ghastly mask, and we're doing well,
While they break our hearts, oh they kill our hearts! do the things we must not tell.

We see but pride in a selfish beast, while a heart is breaking there;
Oh, the world would be such a kindly world if all men's hearts lay bare!
We live and share the living lie, we are doing very well,
While they eat our hearts as the years go by, the things we dare not tell.

We bow us down to a dusty shrine, or a temple in the east,
or we stand and drink to the world-wide creed, with the coffins at the feast; We fight it down, and we live it down, or we bear it bravely well,
But the best men die of a broken heart for the things they can not tell.

Henry Lawson, When i was King, in "a Fantasy of a Man"

It kind of speaks doesn't it??? what do you think??? am interested in yur comments
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