Post by Bella on Mar 8, 2007 12:48:48 GMT -5
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Name of Site: The Forgotten
URL of Site: littlewhitelie.proboards62.com/index.cgi
RPG Listing Banner Location: none
Theme (animal, human, fantasy, or other) : human
Mini Banner of Site: none
Admin Contact Details: you may contact me on The Forgotten via PM
Description:
Name of Site: The Forgotten
URL of Site: littlewhitelie.proboards62.com/index.cgi
RPG Listing Banner Location: none
Theme (animal, human, fantasy, or other) : human
Mini Banner of Site: none
Admin Contact Details: you may contact me on The Forgotten via PM
Description:
Dear whom ever this may concern~
What black cat or deceitful spirit led you into this domain? Do you know what place you have wandered into? I doubt that judging by that unreadable look upon your face. Speechless? Scared? Excited? Ha. Well let be of some service to you and tell you exactly where it is that you find yourself standing.
You know those people whose face you look at in a glance in the hallway at school but can’t recall it a second later? Those people you look at absentmindedly while sitting in the backseat of a car whilst someone drives you to your destination. Those dear close friends that you realize one day you don’t want anymore so slowly you break apart from them and pretend they are strangers until soon enough they are nothing but a distant memory though they may remember you forever. Those lovers that you had until something was found wrong with them, so you shattered your relationship and desperately smoldered your feelings for them deep inside your heart until they were buried under a pile of meaningless flings.
We are those people.
Welcome. you unlucky, lost soul,
to the Land of The Forgotten.
Won’t you come and join in our little masquerade?
I mean, what do you have better to do? Besides listen to Fall Out Boy and Panic! At The Disco over and over on repeat…
In this place where all are welcome, we all have something to hide; some hidden desire within our cores, a secret unable to tell, a sin that dare not be spoken. In other words, we lie, say whatever we must so that we do not lose the ones closest to use. But there is no need to worry, eventually all truth is found and promises are broken. Words are only words after all, all powerful yet useless in some cases too.
All of us have a dance that we must dance, it is called life. Move to it fast, move to it slow, every step you take takes you toward an unseen future that guarantees nothing. It plays for us a song filled with sorrows, pain, hardships, and anything else that can and will happen.
This isn’t a beautiful lush paradise filled with acceptance and love. It is quite something else, but how shall one describe it. Everyone here is looking to express the contents of their messed up, insane minds. Here in this world you may say whatever you please, we are willing to listen to your story told through poetry or some other form of writing.
Life is like an eternally suffering lullaby, in bits and pieces there are times for happiness and joy, and others it is enclosed in a seemingly inescapable darkness. But it is only the strong that endure it all and don’t choose to end it the pathetic way. There will always be obstacles, but no one can say there will or wont be happy endings. Life can be a blessing, or it can be cruel. What is remembered more I must wonder the good times or the bad? What it said here reflects whatever lingers in our heads. It may make you smile, it may make you cry, it’s a risk you will have to take depending on how determined you are to learn what it is that drives us on foreword. After all the hurt and mistakes, and the hope and faith all builds us to become something greater then what we were.
But it’s up to you, how you live your life and what you do with it. We won’t make the choices for you, though helpful advice may be given.
We all walk upon a razor blade that is the line between our happiness and the happiness of those around us, finding a balance in between is both difficult but necessary otherwise you will become too selfless or too selfish, both which will lead to self destruction. You are a warrior in a battle of love, a player in the game of fate, and a dancer in the masquerade of life. Congratulations, there is a slim chance that you can handle it. Just try your best, that’s all any of us can do, but if you get lazy, it was nice knowing you, whoever you are.
But one thing is for a fact, perhaps the only one. By the time you have finished reading what I have written for you, you have sub-consciously became a member of the Forgotten.
Sorry-But not really.
-The Truth Behind The Lie, Or The Lie Behind The Truth
What black cat or deceitful spirit led you into this domain? Do you know what place you have wandered into? I doubt that judging by that unreadable look upon your face. Speechless? Scared? Excited? Ha. Well let be of some service to you and tell you exactly where it is that you find yourself standing.
You know those people whose face you look at in a glance in the hallway at school but can’t recall it a second later? Those people you look at absentmindedly while sitting in the backseat of a car whilst someone drives you to your destination. Those dear close friends that you realize one day you don’t want anymore so slowly you break apart from them and pretend they are strangers until soon enough they are nothing but a distant memory though they may remember you forever. Those lovers that you had until something was found wrong with them, so you shattered your relationship and desperately smoldered your feelings for them deep inside your heart until they were buried under a pile of meaningless flings.
We are those people.
Welcome. you unlucky, lost soul,
to the Land of The Forgotten.
Won’t you come and join in our little masquerade?
I mean, what do you have better to do? Besides listen to Fall Out Boy and Panic! At The Disco over and over on repeat…
In this place where all are welcome, we all have something to hide; some hidden desire within our cores, a secret unable to tell, a sin that dare not be spoken. In other words, we lie, say whatever we must so that we do not lose the ones closest to use. But there is no need to worry, eventually all truth is found and promises are broken. Words are only words after all, all powerful yet useless in some cases too.
All of us have a dance that we must dance, it is called life. Move to it fast, move to it slow, every step you take takes you toward an unseen future that guarantees nothing. It plays for us a song filled with sorrows, pain, hardships, and anything else that can and will happen.
This isn’t a beautiful lush paradise filled with acceptance and love. It is quite something else, but how shall one describe it. Everyone here is looking to express the contents of their messed up, insane minds. Here in this world you may say whatever you please, we are willing to listen to your story told through poetry or some other form of writing.
Life is like an eternally suffering lullaby, in bits and pieces there are times for happiness and joy, and others it is enclosed in a seemingly inescapable darkness. But it is only the strong that endure it all and don’t choose to end it the pathetic way. There will always be obstacles, but no one can say there will or wont be happy endings. Life can be a blessing, or it can be cruel. What is remembered more I must wonder the good times or the bad? What it said here reflects whatever lingers in our heads. It may make you smile, it may make you cry, it’s a risk you will have to take depending on how determined you are to learn what it is that drives us on foreword. After all the hurt and mistakes, and the hope and faith all builds us to become something greater then what we were.
But it’s up to you, how you live your life and what you do with it. We won’t make the choices for you, though helpful advice may be given.
We all walk upon a razor blade that is the line between our happiness and the happiness of those around us, finding a balance in between is both difficult but necessary otherwise you will become too selfless or too selfish, both which will lead to self destruction. You are a warrior in a battle of love, a player in the game of fate, and a dancer in the masquerade of life. Congratulations, there is a slim chance that you can handle it. Just try your best, that’s all any of us can do, but if you get lazy, it was nice knowing you, whoever you are.
But one thing is for a fact, perhaps the only one. By the time you have finished reading what I have written for you, you have sub-consciously became a member of the Forgotten.
Sorry-But not really.
-The Truth Behind The Lie, Or The Lie Behind The Truth