(December 25, 2014 at 11:01 am)Alex K Wrote: I'm at my parents' right now, so yes, near Landau.
I mean usually.
What are you thinking about?
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(December 25, 2014 at 11:01 am)Alex K Wrote: I'm at my parents' right now, so yes, near Landau. I mean usually. RE: What are you thinking about?
December 25, 2014 at 11:03 am
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(December 25, 2014 at 11:02 am)abaris Wrote:(December 25, 2014 at 11:01 am)Alex K Wrote: I'm at my parents' right now, so yes, near Landau. Usually I live a literal stone's throw from the dutch (and belgian) border near Aachen. If I take a wrong turn when going shopping I change countries.
The fool hath said in his heart, There is a God. They are corrupt, they have done abominable works, there is none that doeth good.
Psalm 14, KJV revised edition
(December 25, 2014 at 11:03 am)Alex K Wrote: Usually I live a literal stone's throw from the dutch (and belgian) border near Aachen. If I take the wrong turn when going shopping I change countries. Crossing there has never been any problem. Even before Shengen. I crossed the border there in the early 80ies and didn't even notice. RE: What are you thinking about?
December 25, 2014 at 11:09 am
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(December 25, 2014 at 11:05 am)abaris Wrote:(December 25, 2014 at 11:03 am)Alex K Wrote: Usually I live a literal stone's throw from the dutch (and belgian) border near Aachen. If I take the wrong turn when going shopping I change countries. We have a street which is identical with the border and has two names, a german and a dutch one on the respective side. Markers are still visible in the middle, and it was blocked for a while but was opened after protests http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neustra%C3%...genrath%29 Amusing story, but also some tragic history
The fool hath said in his heart, There is a God. They are corrupt, they have done abominable works, there is none that doeth good.
Psalm 14, KJV revised edition
I dropped my mirror today. I stared at myself in the broken mirror for ten thousand years searching for a single glimpse of the person I thought I was, and in that same fleeting moment I realized that in an attempt to save myself I lost the girl that I once knew. I sank down to the floor picking up the shattered pieces of mirror and screamed my silent hatred at the distorted girl in the reflection. My sorrow and regret slowly spilling from my eyes as I watched a drop of blood run down the palm of my hand and fall to the floor from my fingertip. I died a hundred million deaths in the realization that the girl I once knew...the girl I knew as myself...is gone forever and I am left behind. I am left behind, but who am I? Who am I, but a broken girl with no where to turn. And am I still here if you can't see me? Am I still real if you're not even looking anymore?
RE: What are you thinking about?
January 16, 2015 at 3:27 am
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I'm back to Texas.
Whew! it was a long month.... the longest a month with my family has ever been. I don't plan to go back anytime soon. Don't have to, don't want to, won't. Stressful visit!!!! It was painful to realize that I don't fit in with them.... and it hurts to be restricted when I know I could be free. |
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