The Mental Patient

 

This sporadic blogger loves nothing better than to tell vague stories of her life and all its deeper moments; of pent up feelings, thoughts and darker secrets. Her fondest memories are of schooling life and better times.

She frequently loses herself in her own fastasy world at times, disappointed with reality. Or was it the other way around?

True to her sex, she is as complicated as girls come, and she loves every minute of it. She has mood swings that scare even herself. A faithful believer in "mind over matter", she can be both the angel and devil, depending on what suits her mood best.

Hence, Schizophrenia was born on July 5th 2004. The child of a schizophrenic.

Schizophrenia = a mental disorder whose symptoms include a withdrawal from reality into fantasy. Or this definition works as well. Whatever.

Lastly, just so you know, Pck is hers.


 

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* The author would like to remind everyone of her natural knack for exaggerating, being melodramatic and writing half-truths, as well as her undeniable talent for making things seem like what they aren't. She also hints that time does not play a role in Schizo, where new entries could be based on old times. Therefore, it would be wise for her readers to take everything written with a pinch of salt, lest they should fall victim to her sadistic mind. She would like to conclude, as always, with the saying,

"You think you know... but you have no idea".

 

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Monday, August 31, 2009
Bless The Broken Road

By Rascal Flatts


I set out on a narrow way many years ago
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you

[Chorus:]
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like Northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you

I think about the years I spent just passing through
I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You've been there you understand
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true

[Chorus]

Now I'm just rolling home
Into my lover's arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you

That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you.


Posted at 06:58 pm by waiee
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