and again
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2.10.2010
more than my own damn memory
He is swept into a social whirlwind, to the hedonistic pleasures of the city.
His initial grief disappears as life persuades him that all events are mere experiences and without consequence, and his hedonistic lifestyle worsens, distancing him from his friends.
To find the portrait of himself warped and twisted and realises that his pledge has come true; while the portrait ages he remains ever-youthful, while his sins show as physical defects on the canvas.
1.30.2010
This is about people who cover up their reality with frills and make out like they're living a fantasy life. It's one thing to have goals and dreams but it's another thing when you never know where you're standing in the real world. People can be hurt by that.

I believe it’s important to stay young at heart. To have faith in what might seem impossible and to have goals beyond your current ambitions or temporary means. However, there is a huge difference, to me anyways, between acknowledging your dreams and never living in reality. Some people are so scared of being boring— so insecure with who they might be— that they build up this huge lie, it’s all one big distraction. For not only the on-lookers but for their self. To me, it is a selfish way to live. A great means of defense. But selfish nonetheless. I’ve been hurt by this lifestyle. Hurt by people I barely know. I’ve even been guilty of living this way. It’s so common. I’m glad that I’ve found some words to finally speak up about it.

A brick is such a traditional, tired and plain boring representation of solidity. I wanted the whole thing to have this sort of fairy tale vibe… only to twist the point I’m trying to make in the words which is, ‘Stop living in a fake fairytale… like, WAKE UP!’ When thinking how I could really get that across in the song I decided I’d use a house. Someone’s safe place, even in a fairy tale… you can’t forge a refuge out of magic & fairy dust. You gotta build it just as real and as solid as a stupid old brick.
1.24.2010
I am a hunter.
Women are like wolves. If you want a wolf, you have to trap it. Snare it. Then to keep it happy, you have to tame it. Feed it, care for it. Lovingly. The way an animal deserves. And my animal deserves a lot of loving.
Hope that it will stay.
Its one of the reasons, I've found myself enjoying the horde as a people far more then the alliance.

To me, how the horde reflects itself seems far more human and down to earth then the alliance, and the alliance just seem to be more fantasy based in there concepts.

Considering races of the horde, Orcs - they can be savage and brutal and sometimes would punch you sooner look at you, but they also know whats important to them, like family, home, suvivial. Consider forsaken, certainly the most emo of all races, but we've meet people who are like them more in real life then ones like gnomes or night elves, the sort of people that enjoy seeing others suffer and laugh at there misfortunes.
Blood elves another one, the kind who are metro in there fashion and styles, but shitty to everyone else around them, acting tough but coming off somewhat camp in the process, I've know more people like them then anyone I can think of on the alliance side.
Trolls usually come off as slackers or lay abouts, preferring to spounge off there friends then do something more, god knows I've meet enough people before who are like that.

Actually, the only race on the alliance side that does come off as being slightly more real, are the dwarves, with the loutish drinking and want for fighting and all luxeries in life. I've never meet some architypal jock like humans pretend to be or the faultless hippie the night elves pretend to be.

This is why the horde means more to me then the alliance. For all the faults the horde have, they are more real with those faults, just like real people are, then anything the alliance has to its races. They are the real fantasy, what people would sooner pretend to be.

 
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