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It's ColdIt’s cold. So cold. The slightest nudge is agonizing. When everything is going wrong, it only gets worse. It’s one big spiral and I can see it so clearly. My frost-bitten eyes can see it coming, but I refuse to acknowledge it. I can never let go. I can’t give up. Climb toward the warmth. But I’d just get pulled down again. With the weight of regret on my shoulders, going down is too easy. Why is the rest of the world okay with that, and mine is decimated? Why do I care so much? Remember those four letters that God should damn? That’s why. That’s why I can’t function. That’s why I keep trying. There’It's Cold
by ~JakRatz
The Man Who Ruled the WorldThe Man Who Ruled the World Jak RatzThe Man Who Ruled the World
Tell me what it’s like atop your mountain, pointing fingers and controlling lives. What is it like to wear that crown and cape and hold that scepter? It must be lonely. It must be strenuous. The only man above the clouds, with such little air, such little care, it’s getting colder. See for yourself.
“It’s broken, and I can’t fix it. The World, I mean. It’s a giant little jig-saw puzzle that a bunch of Downies are trying to fit together.”
-What do you mean?
“I mean these leaders from all over
by ~JakRatz
A Restless MindA Restless Mind Jak RatzA Restless Mind
When I lay down, I am in a constant state of thought about the world around me. I shut my eyes and everything is amplified. As my mind tires, it slips quickly in to the state of rapid eye movement, which then ties those thoughts to emotions. These thoughts linger along side the emotions deep in my sleep. The chemical response would be to relieve stimulation of the mind. Instead, it seems to stimulate the esophagus and the mucus inside. Instead of swallowing, my body is breathing harder due to the emotional intensity. This mucus enters the lungs and resides there until I can no longer breathe,
by ~JakRatz
Remember InnocenceRemember Innocence Jak RatzRemember Innocence
Once, when I was young, Sitting below where apricots hung, I imagined a fantastic future Of great people and infinite things.
I was far ahead of myself, Dreaming of unreachable things And unapproachable physics, Telling myself I’ll do it soon.
Look back when ‘Vanity’ Meant a piece of furniture In your Sister’s room. The world is for the taking.
This is when you were at your best. The things that meant the most Are now just obsolete. Find the importance again. &n
by ~JakRatz
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- Current Residence: South Korea
- deviantWEAR sizing preference: Mejum.
- Interests: writing, movies, music, cars
- Favourite movie: Donnie Darko
- Favourite band or musician: Davey Havok of AFI
- Favourite genre of music: many, many...
- Favourite artist: Liliana Sanches
- Favourite poet or writer: Ray Bradbury, Czarewich, Chuck Palahniuk
- Favourite photographer: Marielle Englund
- Favourite style of art: the truly beautiful, deep kind
- Operating System: Windows or Linux
- MP3 player of choice: Zune
- Shell of choice: the gas station down town
- Wallpaper of choice: the one I love
- Skin of choice: not mine...
- Favourite game: Yoshi's Island
- Favourite gaming platform: PSP
- Favourite cartoon character: Gaz
- Personal Quote: You would know!
- Tools of the Trade: WordPerfect 10 or 12, .5mm black pen, google text
- Email: Jak_Ratz@hotmail.com
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Only a true genius could house two completely seperate mind-sets. The ingenuity ceases when they realize there is only one body as a medium and compromise is not an option.
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Only a true genius could house two completely seperate mind-sets. The ingenuity ceases when they realize there is only one body as a medium and compromise is not an option.
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Only a true genius could house two completely seperate mind-sets. The ingenuity ceases when they realize there is only one body as a medium and compromise is not an option.
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