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Created on 2005-03-28 03:56:52 (#6598316), last updated 2009-11-04
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| Name: | lovingcraft |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 1981-08-30 |
| Location: | Philippines |
You can always spot a quiet person, especially when you're one of them. We're the people who sit apart from the crowd, who live in their thoughts, who take time to watch the world and listen, who, more than anything, just want to be needed. We're hopelessly devoted to our friends and family and anyone who listens and takes an interest in us.
We have so much to say, so much to share, but for whatever reason can not bring ourselves to speak. I think, for most of us, it's a fear of being laughed at, rejected, misinterpreted. Our silence is what makes us unique, special, and mysterious, and when you take that away we're afraid there will be nothing left.
A million thoughts run through our minds every day: we contemplate life, relationships, death, trivial questions, ultimate meaning, nature, memories. We watch the wind blowing through trees, the young mother spanking her child out of frustration, the old woman hobbling along by herself as she shops for groceries. We listen to the rain, the laughter of children, the clinking of pots being washed, the silence reserved for the dead.
We are inherently aware of everyone and every thing, and yet so much of the time we seem to go unnoticed. We want to share our lives, to help people, to touch them, to be needed. We want to make you laugh, to be that person who never fails to make you smile; we want to hear your stories, share your grief and bear whatever loads you carry. We want you to know us, to break through our masks.
But don't give up on us if we're scared to take that first step. Take our hand, and we'll follow you wherever you go, if only to escape our ceaseless thoughts.

"But I need tacos! I need them or I will explode! That happens to me sometimes!"
We have so much to say, so much to share, but for whatever reason can not bring ourselves to speak. I think, for most of us, it's a fear of being laughed at, rejected, misinterpreted. Our silence is what makes us unique, special, and mysterious, and when you take that away we're afraid there will be nothing left.
A million thoughts run through our minds every day: we contemplate life, relationships, death, trivial questions, ultimate meaning, nature, memories. We watch the wind blowing through trees, the young mother spanking her child out of frustration, the old woman hobbling along by herself as she shops for groceries. We listen to the rain, the laughter of children, the clinking of pots being washed, the silence reserved for the dead.
We are inherently aware of everyone and every thing, and yet so much of the time we seem to go unnoticed. We want to share our lives, to help people, to touch them, to be needed. We want to make you laugh, to be that person who never fails to make you smile; we want to hear your stories, share your grief and bear whatever loads you carry. We want you to know us, to break through our masks.
But don't give up on us if we're scared to take that first step. Take our hand, and we'll follow you wherever you go, if only to escape our ceaseless thoughts.

"But I need tacos! I need them or I will explode! That happens to me sometimes!"
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a game of thrones, armored core, birds of prey, checkmate, comicbooks, common people, dreaming, eating, front mission, green arrow, green lantern, jesus christ superstar), jla, les miz, macchiavelli, maltesers, motifs of harmful sensation, mushrooms, musicals (rent, nietszche, ornery boy, outsiders, phantom of the opera, phonogram, posting in my lj, pulp, reading, red ice tea, secret six, serial killers, shadowpact, sleeping, snuff, space operas, spacing out, subtle dystopias, the auteurs, the doors, the killers, the smiths, the watchmen, v for vendetta, vampire : the masquerade, vs, wagner, walking alone, white chocolate
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