http://www.zorpia.com/crasHOverLife Thu, 07 Jan 2010 21:15 EST Thu, 07 Jan 2010 21:15 EST Zorpia.com http://www.zorpia.com/crasHOverLife/journal/1710974 <object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CGbFw3uNggg"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed allowNetWorking="internal" AllowScriptAccess="sameDomain" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CGbFw3uNggg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object> Movies & Videos http://www.zorpia.com/crasHOverLife/journal/1710974 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 19:44 EST http://www.zorpia.com/crasHOverLife/journal/1603329 <em><strong>Someone told me once<br /> that there's a right and wrong,<br /> and that punishment would come<br /> to those who dare to cross the line.<br /> But it must not be true for jerk-offs like you.<br /> Maybe it takes longer to catch a total asshole.<br /> But I'm tired of waiting.<br /> Maybe it's just bullshit<br /> and I should play GOD,<br /> and shoot you myself.<br /> Because I'm tired of waiting.<br /> Consequences dictate our course of action<br /> and it doesn't matter what's right.<br /> It's only wrong if you get caught.<br /> If consequences dictate my course of action<br /> I should play GOD and just shoot you myself.<br /> I'm very tired of waiting.<br /> I should kick you,beat you, fuck you,<br /> and then shoot you in your fucking head.</strong></em> Personal http://www.zorpia.com/crasHOverLife/journal/1603329 Sun, 22 Oct 2006 17:14 EST http://www.zorpia.com/crasHOverLife/journal/1588579 <div align="center"><em><strong> I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away</strong></em><br /><em><strong> mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing,</strong></em><br /><em><strong> pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion</strong></em><br /><em><strong> disintegrating as it goes testing our communication</strong></em><br /><em><strong> the light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so</strong></em><br /><em><strong> we cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication. </strong></em><br /><br /><em><strong> I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down</strong></em><br /><em><strong> no fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to</strong></em><br /><em><strong> point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.</strong></em><br /><em><strong> To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication.</strong></em><br /><br /><em><strong> The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,</strong></em><br /><em><strong> And the circling is worth it.</strong></em><br /><em><strong> Finding beauty in the dissonance.</strong></em><br /><br /><em><strong> There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away.</strong></em><br /><em><strong> Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting</strong></em><br /><em><strong> I've done the the math enough to know the dangers of a second guessing </strong></em><br /><em><strong> Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication</strong></em><br /><br /><em><strong> cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion </strong></em><br /><br /><em><strong> between supposed lovers</strong></em><br /><em><strong> between supposed brothers.</strong></em><br /><br /><em><strong> And I know the pieces fit.</strong></em></div> Personal http://www.zorpia.com/crasHOverLife/journal/1588579 Mon, 11 Sep 2006 19:44 EST