New Blog.

So I've decided to get back into blogging.
But I don't want to be reminded

of the stuff I have posted in the past
so I'm making a new blog for the 100th time.
You can follow if you want.
=]
http://marleemattie.blogspot.com/

So true.

“People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.

A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.

A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master…”

— Elizabeth Gilbert (Eat, Pray, Love: One Woman’s Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesia)

This is why I believe you have many numerous soul mates, not just one.

Hungover you.

I drove to town at 10pm last night singing:

What you got boy is hard to find;;
I think about it, all the time::
I'm all strung out,
my heart is fried;;
I just can't get you off my mind.
I don't sing,
EVER!

I sat on his bed and cried
while he was in the shower this morning
listening to this:
And now the party's over,
And everybody's gone
I'm left here with myself and I wonder what went wrong
And now my heart is broken
Like the bottles on the floor
Does it really matter?
Or am I just hung over you?

Hanging out still is going to be too hard.
I've never fallen for someone so hard

in such a short amount of time

in my entire life.

Even my dirty laundry
Everything just smells like you (like you)
And now my head is throbbing
Every song is out of tune
Just like you

In the dark I can't fight it til it disapears
But in the daylight
I taste you in my tears

Can i just get a break?
please.
Can i just be happy
that's all I want.
It's all I've ever wanted.
It's all I'll ever want.

Please let there be a chance for this.
I can't let this go.
=[

-Mar

This Boy.

What you got boy,

is hard to find;;

I think about it all the time;;

I'm all string out, my heart is fried;;

I just can't get you off my mind!
My status is gonna be affected if I keep it up like a love sick crack-head.

Time is running out.

Cause when it's going good.. Its going great
But when it's bad.. It's awful
So they say it's best to go your separate ways.

-Mar

CHEW!

Chuck D) One two three four five six seven eight nine

Uhh, it's the ten crack commandments

What, uhh, uhh

Nigga can't tell me nothin bout this coke, uh-huh

Can't tell me nothin bout this crack, this weed

To my hustlin niggaz

Niggaz on the corner I ain't forget you niggaz

My triple beam niggaz, word up

(Chuck D) One two three four five six seven eight nine

TEN

I been in this game for years, it made me a animal

It's rules to this shit, I wrote me a manual

A step by step booklet for you to get

your game on track, not your wig pushed back

Rule nombre uno: never let no one know

how much, dough you hold, cause you know

The cheddar breed jealousy 'specially

if that man fucked up, get your ass stuck up

Number two: never let em know your next move

Don't you know Bad Boys move in silence or violence

Take it from your highness (uh-huh)

I done squeezed mad clips at these cats for they bricks and chips

Number three: never trust no-bo-dy

Your moms'll set that ass up, properly gassed up

Hoodie to mask up, shit, for that fast buck

she be layin in the bushes to light that ass up

Number four: know you heard this before

Never get high, on your own supply

Number five: never sell no crack where you rest at

I don't care if they want a ounce, tell em bounce

Number six: that god damn credit, dead it

You think a crackhead payin you back, shit forget it

Seven: this rule is so underrated

Keep your family and business completely seperated

Money and blood don't mix like two dicks and no bitch

Find yourself in serious shit

Number eight: never keep no weight on you

Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jobs too

Number nine shoulda been number one to me

If you ain't gettin bags stay the fuck from police (uh-huh)

If niggaz think you snitchin ain't tryin listen

They be sittin in your kitchen, waitin to start hittin

Number ten: a strong word called consignment

Strictly for live men, not for freshmen

If you ain't got the clientele say hell no

Cause they gon want they money rain sleet hail snow

Follow these rules you'll have mad bread to break up

If not, twenty-four years, on the wake up

Slug hit your temple, watch your frame shake up

Caretaker did your makeup, when you pass

Your girl fucked my man Jake up, heard in three weeks

she sniffed a whole half of cake up

Heard she suck a good dick, and can hook a steak up

Gotta go gotta go, more pies to bake up, word up, uhh

Crack king, Frank Blizzard

Uhh

(Chuck D) One two three four five six seven eight nine

Ten

hello world.

Just wanted to pop in and say helloozzz
to my blog.
I'm pretty high. hmmm
I'm at Alex's.
Shound probably do some of my assignments

To fill in on current events;
It's getting closer to the end of the year
I have a bunch of stuff to do by the end of the week
if not before.
I'm going to Halifax to live with Aaron and go to school.
Taking hair design.
Should be good.
Colin Brow is supposed to live with me and Aaron too.
I'm starting to get stressed about finding a nice place.
Oh well.
anyway.

Alex works at needs with me now.
We fight alot at work. =[
Makes me sad.
Anyway, Tat's all I can think of at this point in time.
Have a good day.
=]

-Mar

Step 1: Climb a mountian. Step 2: Jump off.

Our Time Is Running Out♪

All those feelings, those yesterdays feelings will all be lost in time

but today I've wasted away for today is on my mind

Now I can't care to worry

I'm feeling so lonely

Breaking apart all this love in my heart
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I'm feeling pretty down again.
Start seeing my councilor again next week

I'm getting assessed to see if I'm bipolar next week too.
If I'm not I'll be pretty surprised.
Alex quit his job a few weeks ago.
hmmmm.
I can't say much on the subject of Alex and I.
All i can really say is...
We haven't been in a good place lately.
I'm putting all the effort into this as I can
and I'm barely getting anything back

I'ts not fair.
=[

-Mar

Hard to say.

I was listening to this song,
really listening to the lyrics.
it reminded me of someone from my late past.
I highlighted the parts that stand out the most.
Life has taken a huge turn in the past month.
and it's all because of one person.
But I can't help but be okay with it.

The singer finished singing and she's walking out

The singer sheds a tear, her fear of falling out

And it's hard to say how I feel today

For years gone by and I cried

It's hard to say that I was wrong

It's hard to say I miss you

Since you've been gone, it's not the same

My worries weigh the world, how I used to be

And everything, I'm cold, seems a plague in me

And it's hard to say how I feel today

For years gone by and I cried

It's hard to say that I was wrong

It's hard to say I miss you

Since you've been gone, it's not the same

It's hard to say I held my tongue

It's hard to say if only

Since you've been gone, it's not the same

Worse than the fear it's the lie you told a thousand times before

Worse than a fear it's the knife

And it's hard to say how I feel today

For years gone by and I cried

It's hard to say that I was wrong

It's hard to say I miss you

Since you've been gone, it's not the same

It's hard to say I held my tongue

It's hard to say if only

Since you've been gone, I'm not the same

It's hard to say (God, it's hard to say)

Since you've been gone,

I'm not the same