I love my new bag.
Within the time span of 6 months, I realized what I believe is the true meaning of love.
I know I have caused you to be uneasy. I don’t know how I can explain it to you. I can’t condense the amount of emotions I feel for you. You, in your own unique way, have impacted my life. You, as an individual in this world, complete me. The enormous emotions (or I can’t singularly think of a proper way to describe this immense ‘feeling') has given me a new light. It, this, whatever it is, could strongly be referred to as love. A multiple (or possibly the right term would be compound) feeling that has taken over my body and convinced, hexed, or possibly enchanted me to love you the way I do.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
facebook note repost 10
sometimes i think too much. literally.
by Jacy Moore on Monday, November 1, 2010 at 10:27pm
I wonder if I dove too fast. I wonder if this will last. I wonder, I wonder a lot.
You make me feel capable of conquering planets. As if, I can control destiny. As if, I can do anything. Sometimes, I question myself to the point I forget what I was thinking in the beginning.
I could probably stare at you for hours and never grow tired of it. Then eventually, I’ll have to use the bathroom or eat. Maybe shower too. Well so, I think you are capable of making me feel wonderful. I’m scared, without a doubt, I am really scared. I’m scared of feeling afloat all the time that I’m around you. Forgetting the conscious thought of possibly hitting the ground. Since my soul is far beyond the clouds, free floating in midair, I am without a conscious thought. Perhaps like the negative aspects of crashing and burning in the end scares me. Maybe, it’s me. I think I’m a tad bit more paranoid about us, since I was in such unusual terms with someone who once was dear to me. Don’t get me wrong, I like this. It’s almost as if I am growing to like it more each day. I like the feeling you give me. I hope I give the same feeling too. Since, this feeling should be felt by everyone. It's just that wonderful. It is new, it is revival, and it’s beyond my understanding of any word that I could possibly sum-up.
Because I know what you are thinking.
I have to get use to the idea that this isn’t all about fun and games. I mean, I am dealing with people’s emotions. Emotions that can cause destruction like poorly built landmines. These emotions can burst into happy bubbles as well as sad, upsetting bubbles. I think I’m just use to the idea of what was before you; the idea of being free. However, that’s not the case anymore. I have to put the same amount of effort or even more to make up for such faulty actions I have recently done. I don’t know what to state anymore but I’m sorry. I’m sorry for not being serious as much as you might think to be otherwise.
Just so you know, I think you are amazing. I do.
To tell you the truth, I was in your seat. I was. I know, even stating what I will be stating is bad, since I’ve been doing it a lot lately. I want to stop doing it too. Hence, I have to recall the past by bringing it to our present for you to understand what I’ve gone through. I keep undermining that this is a beginning; our supposed new beginning. So it does get tiring, doesn’t it? Recalling such supposed happy times of my life which also distraught the very insides of my mentality. Well, the point is… I’ve lost track of the foundation of a relationship. It’s not about being selfish. It’s about meeting in the middle.
Always straight ahead.
by Jacy Moore on Monday, November 1, 2010 at 10:27pm
I wonder if I dove too fast. I wonder if this will last. I wonder, I wonder a lot.
You make me feel capable of conquering planets. As if, I can control destiny. As if, I can do anything. Sometimes, I question myself to the point I forget what I was thinking in the beginning.
I could probably stare at you for hours and never grow tired of it. Then eventually, I’ll have to use the bathroom or eat. Maybe shower too. Well so, I think you are capable of making me feel wonderful. I’m scared, without a doubt, I am really scared. I’m scared of feeling afloat all the time that I’m around you. Forgetting the conscious thought of possibly hitting the ground. Since my soul is far beyond the clouds, free floating in midair, I am without a conscious thought. Perhaps like the negative aspects of crashing and burning in the end scares me. Maybe, it’s me. I think I’m a tad bit more paranoid about us, since I was in such unusual terms with someone who once was dear to me. Don’t get me wrong, I like this. It’s almost as if I am growing to like it more each day. I like the feeling you give me. I hope I give the same feeling too. Since, this feeling should be felt by everyone. It's just that wonderful. It is new, it is revival, and it’s beyond my understanding of any word that I could possibly sum-up.
Because I know what you are thinking.
I have to get use to the idea that this isn’t all about fun and games. I mean, I am dealing with people’s emotions. Emotions that can cause destruction like poorly built landmines. These emotions can burst into happy bubbles as well as sad, upsetting bubbles. I think I’m just use to the idea of what was before you; the idea of being free. However, that’s not the case anymore. I have to put the same amount of effort or even more to make up for such faulty actions I have recently done. I don’t know what to state anymore but I’m sorry. I’m sorry for not being serious as much as you might think to be otherwise.
Just so you know, I think you are amazing. I do.
To tell you the truth, I was in your seat. I was. I know, even stating what I will be stating is bad, since I’ve been doing it a lot lately. I want to stop doing it too. Hence, I have to recall the past by bringing it to our present for you to understand what I’ve gone through. I keep undermining that this is a beginning; our supposed new beginning. So it does get tiring, doesn’t it? Recalling such supposed happy times of my life which also distraught the very insides of my mentality. Well, the point is… I’ve lost track of the foundation of a relationship. It’s not about being selfish. It’s about meeting in the middle.
Always straight ahead.
facebook note repost 09
nobody's really winning.
by Jacy Moore on Wednesday, November 4, 2009 at 5:25pm
Then reality settled in and I had a bottle of whiskey at hand.
I could recall a time, when I said I never would. I could recall a time, I said a bit too much.
I find it difficult to trust anybody. I find it difficult to not do what is not good for me. I find it difficult to tell people what I truly feel for that they might think I'm a hypocrite. Although, I already know I am.
Double jeopardy’s got me on a chokehold.
I begin to wonder why I do the things I do without thinking twice about them. I suppose, I'm one of those people whom live for spontaneity. If I wasn't, I wouldn't be in the position I am now. I dislike the feelings that relate to this matter. I dislike the many feelings that relate to anything that involves this matter. I don't want to get carried away. I dislike the efforts that are set forth to being carried away. I know, I'm human but I'm human enough to know the battlefields that are out there. I've won battles, I've lost some too. This is all a part of everyone’s existence. Winning, losing, learning, and so forth. I also don't want to hold anyone back as much as I don't want them to hold me back. You do the things you do because you like doing them. I'm not one to tell you otherwise. Even if these things disrupt my morals. You are a person too, and I am my person as well. I've conquered and striven for the best. I want to stay in this moment where I can control my feelings with the utmost care. Let’s keep it the way it is.
by Jacy Moore on Wednesday, November 4, 2009 at 5:25pm
Then reality settled in and I had a bottle of whiskey at hand.
I could recall a time, when I said I never would. I could recall a time, I said a bit too much.
I find it difficult to trust anybody. I find it difficult to not do what is not good for me. I find it difficult to tell people what I truly feel for that they might think I'm a hypocrite. Although, I already know I am.
Double jeopardy’s got me on a chokehold.
I begin to wonder why I do the things I do without thinking twice about them. I suppose, I'm one of those people whom live for spontaneity. If I wasn't, I wouldn't be in the position I am now. I dislike the feelings that relate to this matter. I dislike the many feelings that relate to anything that involves this matter. I don't want to get carried away. I dislike the efforts that are set forth to being carried away. I know, I'm human but I'm human enough to know the battlefields that are out there. I've won battles, I've lost some too. This is all a part of everyone’s existence. Winning, losing, learning, and so forth. I also don't want to hold anyone back as much as I don't want them to hold me back. You do the things you do because you like doing them. I'm not one to tell you otherwise. Even if these things disrupt my morals. You are a person too, and I am my person as well. I've conquered and striven for the best. I want to stay in this moment where I can control my feelings with the utmost care. Let’s keep it the way it is.
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i believe in ghost and aliens.
by Jacy Moore on Friday, November 6, 2009 at 12:30am
If an opportunity is given, take it. That is, if it is suitable to your liking. Life is too short to miss the many opportunities that life offers. Make yourself happy for once. Happy, even for a short amount! Grab all the happiness you can! Be selfish and love it. I like happiness as much as it likes me back. I do hope.
- - -
Looking with my eyes closed
Because I'm too nervous to say this
Maybe, I'm speaking before I think
I've grown accustom to these feelings
And this might be the last straw
I'll never forgive myself
As much as I want to,
I kind of have to,
Say it, before I mean it
Because I tend to do before I think
Sometimes, I can't help myself
But speak before my mouth even opens
Can you get the gist of this?
I'm sorry to have to tell you this
Vaguely tell you this
This might be a maybe, rather than a yes
I can't do what I thought I could
Since even the smallest impact
Can cause the biggest devastation
I'm going to fall in love without you.
by Jacy Moore on Friday, November 6, 2009 at 12:30am
If an opportunity is given, take it. That is, if it is suitable to your liking. Life is too short to miss the many opportunities that life offers. Make yourself happy for once. Happy, even for a short amount! Grab all the happiness you can! Be selfish and love it. I like happiness as much as it likes me back. I do hope.
- - -
Looking with my eyes closed
Because I'm too nervous to say this
Maybe, I'm speaking before I think
I've grown accustom to these feelings
And this might be the last straw
I'll never forgive myself
As much as I want to,
I kind of have to,
Say it, before I mean it
Because I tend to do before I think
Sometimes, I can't help myself
But speak before my mouth even opens
Can you get the gist of this?
I'm sorry to have to tell you this
Vaguely tell you this
This might be a maybe, rather than a yes
I can't do what I thought I could
Since even the smallest impact
Can cause the biggest devastation
I'm going to fall in love without you.
facebook note repost 07
i never listen to what i say.
by Jacy Moore on Monday, November 1, 2010 at 10:31pm
I'm on the verge of exploding and letting you see my insides. Yes, I know it won't be a pretty sight because I have so much to say and do. To let you know, my deepest secrets and craziest stories. So you can know, who I am, truly am. You might least expect my stories, be taunted by mystery and enthralled by my sarcastic deliveries.
What I know and not know of the future, present, and past. You might jump over the fence instead of being by myself side and holding my hand. As impatient as I can be, I'm willing to chase after you, a little. Maybe, I might have to take halt or two, and rethink strategies. Whether I should just give up and see what other horizons I can see other than yours. Besides that, I'm a little of this and so much of that. You'll figure that out later...
If you can't handle it, then beat it. I can make your nerves feel the strangest feelings in the world. I really can and you could probably do the same to me too. I forgot to mention that the difference between you and I, is the gap of everything and anything withheld within our experiences. You and I have certain outlooks that might never meet in the middle now, but it will eventually. Maybe, if we allow such things to happen. Regardless of all the nonsense, this is now and whatever this is, will be it until we both take the pleasure of going beyond or maybe just giving it away. Who really knows?
My feet is giving in,
but I'm still standing
Still standing, feet firmly planted on the floor
I don't want to fall, just yet
I don't want to fall, just yet
I don't want to fall, just yet
It's too early to tell
It's too early to decide
It's too early to fall
I'm scared for any of this
To happen, to happen to us
The ice is thinning
and I'm feeling weary of the next chapter
So baby, let's just stick like this for a while,
A long while, because I can't
I can't do any of this
I thought I could hang on,
Hang onto the strings
Keeping myself up,
Barely keeping myself up
But I can't, I'm about to
I can't hold on any longer
My feet is giving in and I'm about to
when I know I'm not suppose to
It's too early to tell,
It's too early to decide,
It's too early to fall
Give in, Give in, Give in,
Darling, don't
You dare let me fall
by Jacy Moore on Monday, November 1, 2010 at 10:31pm
I'm on the verge of exploding and letting you see my insides. Yes, I know it won't be a pretty sight because I have so much to say and do. To let you know, my deepest secrets and craziest stories. So you can know, who I am, truly am. You might least expect my stories, be taunted by mystery and enthralled by my sarcastic deliveries.
What I know and not know of the future, present, and past. You might jump over the fence instead of being by myself side and holding my hand. As impatient as I can be, I'm willing to chase after you, a little. Maybe, I might have to take halt or two, and rethink strategies. Whether I should just give up and see what other horizons I can see other than yours. Besides that, I'm a little of this and so much of that. You'll figure that out later...
If you can't handle it, then beat it. I can make your nerves feel the strangest feelings in the world. I really can and you could probably do the same to me too. I forgot to mention that the difference between you and I, is the gap of everything and anything withheld within our experiences. You and I have certain outlooks that might never meet in the middle now, but it will eventually. Maybe, if we allow such things to happen. Regardless of all the nonsense, this is now and whatever this is, will be it until we both take the pleasure of going beyond or maybe just giving it away. Who really knows?
My feet is giving in,
but I'm still standing
Still standing, feet firmly planted on the floor
I don't want to fall, just yet
I don't want to fall, just yet
I don't want to fall, just yet
It's too early to tell
It's too early to decide
It's too early to fall
I'm scared for any of this
To happen, to happen to us
The ice is thinning
and I'm feeling weary of the next chapter
So baby, let's just stick like this for a while,
A long while, because I can't
I can't do any of this
I thought I could hang on,
Hang onto the strings
Keeping myself up,
Barely keeping myself up
But I can't, I'm about to
I can't hold on any longer
My feet is giving in and I'm about to
when I know I'm not suppose to
It's too early to tell,
It's too early to decide,
It's too early to fall
Give in, Give in, Give in,
Darling, don't
You dare let me fall
facebook note repost 06
to lie, to deceive, to make believe.
by Jacy Moore on Sunday, November 15, 2009 at 2:34am
I don't need this in my life.
With a lot of momentum, I'm going to quit these bad habits. As much as you've heard it before, I'm going to try my hardest this time around. Basically, to implement a higher standard form of rules so I can eliminate this disease like outlook people perceive of me. I'm not so fond of it as much as others are. I can do it. I really can. Control is a virtue. Do not get me wrong, I do not mind if these habits are those of others. That is their own set of loophole they've created or set for themselves. As for I, I can do without such negative outlooks that make me feel as if I need some sort of antidote for the rest of my life. I mean, I need to start now, not really for those who dislike it, but for me. I am my own enemy. I feel as if I'm fighting this never ending war with a mirror image of myself. Although there are some of those who find it attractive. I can't say much for them. I need to control myself. I need to meet in the middle of what is right and what is wrong. To stay neutral and completely happy, and without anything amidst.
"It's not me. It's just an alternative me."
by Jacy Moore on Sunday, November 15, 2009 at 2:34am
I don't need this in my life.
With a lot of momentum, I'm going to quit these bad habits. As much as you've heard it before, I'm going to try my hardest this time around. Basically, to implement a higher standard form of rules so I can eliminate this disease like outlook people perceive of me. I'm not so fond of it as much as others are. I can do it. I really can. Control is a virtue. Do not get me wrong, I do not mind if these habits are those of others. That is their own set of loophole they've created or set for themselves. As for I, I can do without such negative outlooks that make me feel as if I need some sort of antidote for the rest of my life. I mean, I need to start now, not really for those who dislike it, but for me. I am my own enemy. I feel as if I'm fighting this never ending war with a mirror image of myself. Although there are some of those who find it attractive. I can't say much for them. I need to control myself. I need to meet in the middle of what is right and what is wrong. To stay neutral and completely happy, and without anything amidst.
"It's not me. It's just an alternative me."
facebook note repost 05
the party just arrived.
by Jacy Moore on Sunday, November 29, 2009 at 1:27pm
It’s not about me anymore I’ve seen inside the looking glass And there is confetti everywhere
This road is going nowhere fast Hands inside my pockets Feeling loose coins jingle I take a deep breath and think About a lost locket That probably went inside the sink It’s not about that anymore I’ve driven pass this spot Thoughts flow like ocean waves smoothly crash Blocking all religious views Diving into the unknown The cure was once Laughing rather than crying a lot, a lot Their all on my side now Some may be doubtful But I could care less Since none of this is at all frightful Deprived from sleep Infected with the yawning disease I grew accustom to contentment Without nothing but happiness Being personally released Morals in the deep end The bargain I told myself a million times Before I’ve feasted in more But there was a point when I mended What was, what is, and what comes after
- To be continued
by Jacy Moore on Sunday, November 29, 2009 at 1:27pm
It’s not about me anymore I’ve seen inside the looking glass And there is confetti everywhere
This road is going nowhere fast Hands inside my pockets Feeling loose coins jingle I take a deep breath and think About a lost locket That probably went inside the sink It’s not about that anymore I’ve driven pass this spot Thoughts flow like ocean waves smoothly crash Blocking all religious views Diving into the unknown The cure was once Laughing rather than crying a lot, a lot Their all on my side now Some may be doubtful But I could care less Since none of this is at all frightful Deprived from sleep Infected with the yawning disease I grew accustom to contentment Without nothing but happiness Being personally released Morals in the deep end The bargain I told myself a million times Before I’ve feasted in more But there was a point when I mended What was, what is, and what comes after
- To be continued
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