Mayo's has gone to shit. How unfortunate. I knew I left for a reason and I'm glad I did leave. It's too fuckin ridiculous to get caught up in the anon garbage. I will not waste my time since time is Way too precious to waste.

I will still drop by once in a while to say hello to the good souls and to shut down the ass hats.

Automatic.
I Imagine.
I Believe.

help a sistah out

Hey everyone...So I'm in the early stages of writing a book, article, little written piecy thing....I don't know what it will be yet. But I do need to do some preliminary research.

Can you all PLEASE answer these questions. Just reply and leave the answers here please. If it's too personal then email me at magicpie33@gmail.com

First Name:
Age:
Sex:
Country:

1. When you were 13/14 years old (if you remember) what did you want to be when you grew up?

2. What does success mean to you? What is your idea of success? Are you successful? Yes/no, why/why not?

3. In life, are you where you thought you'd be 10 years ago?

4. Are you genuinly content with your life? Are you happy? Yes/no, why/why not?

Thanks a bunch everyone!

Automatic.
I imagine.
I believe.

So yeah, it's my birthday. I'm happy that so many friends have come out to say happy b-day on facebook but I can't help but feel depressed. 27 years old and hating on life. What a cliche.....

I used to be fun.
I used to be creative.
I used to have all the ambition in the world.
I had fire.
I had passion.
I had opinions and I fought for them.I had life inside of me.

Where did all that go? I think it left when I turned 25...maybe earlier than that. I know that in the past 4 years, there are a lot of things about me that changed for the better. But all in all, I think I like who I used to be a lot more....

Kicking it old school

I was going through my old poetry live journal and found some of my faves. 2004 was my most creative year by far. I shall post a few just for the hell of it. Maybe someone here will get something out if them.

[28 Jun 2004 12:28pm]
living in a body that i want to mutilate
mirrors all around laughing
with hands over my face i run
run away from all the eyes and mirrors
telling me i'm ugly
showing me how unnattractive i really am
pulling at my clothes, grabbing at fat
i want to scratch at my face making it bleed
a confident exterior hides my shame
i hate the way i look
i hate the way you look at me
wishing i was lovelier, thinner
not good enough for you
not good enough for the world
i shatter my fist into the glass
no longer wanting to see myself again

Magic Pie - Copyright 2004

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[16 Jun 2004 11:11pm]
a shot glass falls to the ground.
the holy grail mistaken for vows of silence.
self loathing and hatred for the government;
the masses trail along following blindly,
working like dogs for companies who
consider them to be faceless and replaceable.
"hi ho silver!" the ads say but the
American dream is more like the happy man's nightmare.
they continue to hurt us, treat us like cattle.
punishment soon follows the judgement.
I want to sit on God's thrown and watch
them as they all fall down.

Magic Pie - Copyright 2004

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[19 Mar 2004 11:52pm]
i've been tricked by your words
the look in your eyes means nothing now
tripping over mangled corpses
catching a glimpse of you in
puddles of fresh blood
we as gladiators in the forum
fighting to the death for
the pleasure of one emporer
a man that does not exist
you send me into battle with no reason
no excuses given for the treachery
with one sword and a metal shield
i will bring you down

Magic Pie - Copyright 2004

...contemplating mass destruction