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Its the anti meme. Dirk came up with this one. And I had to steal it. You know, just to applaud his true genius.

Everybody who reads here (i.e. you) comments and supplies their age, sex, location and a fun fact. I have enabled anon comments. So if you do that, drop in a name for yourself too.

"Lynchburg, Ohio" and "Ottowa, Ontario" I'm talking to you TOO!

I'll go first

Age: 23
Sex: Female
Location: Parramatta (Syndey), NSW, OZ
Fun Fact: I always put my left shoe on first.

Ramblings - Love

Asshole

Your smile is beautiful
Wholesome and warm
Your eyes are beautiful
Clear and trustworthy
You are beautiful
Much loved and popular
You are poison
Killing my soul
Fuck of and leave me alone

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Stoned
Eyes glazed
Blank but staring
He knows
Doesn’t register
He’s stoned again
God it hurts ­

He could be so much
He is my everything
My all
My nothing

There’s nothing

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Alone

Eternity
Such a long time
Almost as long
As a second
Without you

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Useless Wishes

Useless wishes
I sometimes think
That’s all I am
Hoping and waiting
For love, like, care
Always waiting
Useless and wishing

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Dreams

You kept me awake last night
Running through my mind
You and your shadow
And I watched
For it was all I could do

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Wanted

Have you ever wanted that which you cannot have?
Its so close, I could reach out and touch it
But to do so could so easily make it move away
So near but so far

'Ramblings of a broken mind'

I write. Its what I do. I've always done it. Mostly when I'm feeling really down. Sometimes when I'm bored. Most of my stuff gets kept. I went through my writing (a file aptly named 'Ramblings of a broken mind'). Here is a selection of the not-quite-so-depressing stuff. Enjoy.

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Peace

Find some peace
Walk through a war zone
Smile at the sun
So shiny and bright
Feel the wind
Tugging at your hair
And be free

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Alone

And here I am
Deprived of human contact
Surrounded by a crowd
Totally alone

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Wishes

If wishes were horses
I’d ride to the sky
Leave them there
Grazing on the clouds
Happy and free

Wishes II

If wishes were horses
I’d walk everywhere
See the sunrise from your smile
Feel my heartbreak
From you words

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Ramblings of A Broken Mind

Do you have the time
To listen to my heart
Its tired and old
You’ll need all of your patience
And a little caring
Don’t be daunted
I just need some help
I need to talk
Need you to listen
To the rambling
Of my broken mind
And the sorrow
Of my broken heart

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I can feel the blood
Pumping through my veins
So alive,
Yet so close to death.
Humanity.
We all die in the end.

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I like my freedom,
I like my space.
When I’m with me,
I am just that.
No expectations,
No disappointments,
Just me.

My Broken Gina

Its time for me to admit it. I’ve got a broken gina. I don’t know how or when I did it. But I somehow have come into possession of the only gina in the world no guy wants to touch. Not even that. I own the only gina that no guy could be persuaded to touch. Evah.

It was never widely used. Which is how I think a gina should be. And when in use it wasn’t used all that much. It was always well maintained and kept clean.

But recently certain things have come to light. Mostly by an unnamed player who everyone who reads knows. There were certain things that I never got while I was doing our casual thing. Mostly about when he’d stand me up. For no strings attached sex. A player not wanting sex. Gotta be something wrong. And I’ve come to the conclusion that its me. Or, well, my gina. Maybe his complete disinterst in maintaining even a friendship is because he doesn't want to be reminded that he touched it.

My fat, ugly, figuratively rusty gina.

I’ve had plenty of guys who want more from me. But when it comes to attaining it they always back out. No matter how I play it. So there must be something about me that screams "DONT TOUCH THE GINA".

Then again maybe it is me. Maybe I'm so fucked up and maladjusted that as soon as anybody gets to know me they back the fuck off. I'm like the person you see mumbling to themselves, wandering down the street, waving their arms around and only wearing one shoe. On the outside I'm normal, flirty fun but slightly odd enough to be interesting me. So they only see it when they get to know me.