OK so everybody is named "guy" even if they're chicks cause I decided not to post names or e-mail addresses cause I'm in one of my rare "nice" moods. Newest e-mails first oldest last. Try to understand this concept.
ok, i'm not big on scrolling through stuff unless i am really bored or i can't sleep, which may be why i am really bored, but anyway back to the point, i laughed my ass off looking at your webpage and reading the comments about all of the aol guys. ok, no i am not gay and was not looking to pick some guy up off your page, but i was thinking of how i end up with pictures of people i have no clue who they are or why this girl that looked like the fat girl in acid washed jeans really thought i would like to look at her picture. anyway...thanks for a good laugh.
-Guy
you're welcome. thanks for browsing and the compliment.
~Tia
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-Tia
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-Tia
I, like most other Americans, am mortified and deeply stricken by what happened on September 11. Now I just don't have the words or the heart to describe what I felt when I first learned what had happened, but here's a small snippit of a post I made that day on a message board I frequent.
As a writer I am at an unbelievable impasse. As clinched as it may be I am at a loss for words. I have been struggling for words to explain to myself what is happening. None come to mind that encompass the horror, sadness, wrath, incredulity, and pain I and many more must be feeling. There are so many words jumbled in my head that I want to express, but none that do justice to the actuality of this day. All day I have watched Dan Rathers report on the atrocities that have occurred and I have cried tears of mourning over the injured, the dead, and the loved ones left to wait. I have cried tears of confusion that fellow humans could disregard the loss of so many lives in what they believed to be a just cause. I cried tears of impotence because there was nothing that I felt I could do to ease the suffering cause by this act of... evil. I have cried tears of fear because for the first time I have felt vulnerable in my own country. I have cried tears of rage that my home has been violated in a way that I did not think possible. But most of all I cried tears of mourning. It's strange that a picture on the television could affect in such a dramatic way as this. This was not like many other horrific events reported on the news where we say, "Oh that's terrible" and go on about our lives thinking that we sympathize but not really thinking much at all. It was a news story that has made such an impact on me that in all my young life no other news story could have possibly come close in inflicting sheer feeling. It was not a news story, it was a rape of my illusions. An unexpected and violent assault that has taken away any guarantee that I thought I had that these things happen in other countries. To other people, in places that are stricken by political discord and a third world economies. It has terrified me to the core. But it has also made me mad. Mad is a bit too calm of a word. Outraged may be better. Wroth may be perfect. Not only do I want to "find and punish." I want to punish severely. To terrorize and torture. If war and all it's trappings is as evil as it seems I want to visit the harshest version imaginable on the people who did this (and the people who enabled it). I want to subject them to all that is baneful about war. I want their countrymen to cry over the loss of their people, to rage about inhumanity. This obscene gesture has touched me personally and, personally, I want to strike out. I hate this about myself but if it were declared tonight I would enlist tomorrow. As much as it is feared and despised, war is all I can hope for. They say this was a symbolic act, an act to show that America is not as powerful as she thinks she is. Symbolically speaking, I want to see America's foot on the perpetrators neck and watch their pleas for mercy go unheeded. God help me, and any others who feel as I do, especially those in power.This is the first time I've read it since I posted it on Sept 11 at around midnight and now that I read it I'm a little embarrassed of the emotion presented openly to everyone. And ashamed of that embarrassment. But as it happens the way I felt then is exactly the way I feel now. This can not go unpunished. While I am a stonch liberal and usually abor war and all that it entails I am in full agreement with the way that our government is handeling the situation. I must reiterate that these deeds can not go unpunished. To let them go and lick our wounds would be to proclaim that we will allow such acts in the future without consequence. To allow goverments to harbor such groups is to say that we give up. We give up the right to seek justice, the right to feel safe on our own homeland, and the right be American. It may strike some as odd that I'm so fiercly patriot to a country that has done so many things that I openly disagree with. But it is my country. I love it as much as I love my mother and I call her a beast. Do not misunderstand, even now there are aspects of things that Bush is doing and saying that I would love to sink my teeth into and tear apart, on a whole I'm 210% behind the republican bastard at this moment. Given the fact that I could have cried when he "won" the election that says a lot. I'm all about freedom for all and especially freedom for me and when you threaten to take away my favorite American trait I get fucking fierce.
As a post it note: I would like to applaud everyone from the steal workers to the musicians. The beauty of American unity hurts in a wonderful way that makes my breath catch and think back to the times when it was spoken about in history with such loving remembrance. I didn't know what they were talking about until now. For all future historians out there; glaze over the tragedy and fear in the schoolbooks but wane poetic about our unity.
No, and you're scary.
~Tia.
I'm not in Charlestion right now, I'm in Marion SC. But thanks for the offer.
~Tia
Um. Yes, I'm Wiccan. Um. No I don't want to join your coven. And, um, The Craft was just a movie you poor misinformed soul. Wicca is an actual religion. Someday I'll put up a rant but until then go to: www.witchvox.com.
~Tia
Ugh. I had completely forgotten about that abortion rant, it's just chilling with about five or six other rants I haven't posted on my harddrive. It'll be up and about soon. The scrapbook is going to end up kissing my ass. I'm in the process of working on it but I never get it exactly like I want it. Blah to it. I'll keep working on it and posting my progress (if there is any). Patience is a virtue.
~Tia
Tempting.... but no.
~Tia
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It's doubtful.
~Tia
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-Tia
