Monday, December 19, 2011

a narcistic noose

The fantasy was good while it lasted. For a brief moment in time you mamaged to keep up the charade that you were a decent human being, The scam is up. You are not in any way genuine. I dont even know if you are human. If in fact you are, I would have to say that you are definately souless. this is the last of futile energy that I will waste on you. im sick to death of the constant game, the lies yet you preach you are the walking epitome of truth...you make me sick...that is all I can say. you make me fucking sick



From: "T,Moore"
To: rob holmes
Sent: Monday, December 19, 2011 12:12 AM
Subject: you have destroyed and warped things so much im not even going to bother finishing


these fears have manifested into a defense mechanism, in which they distort your view and or interaction with men. the desire not to know any more pain feeds the drive to control your relationships, and not be controlled. yet it is just a perception of control. there is not such thing as control in love. shouldn't be that is. one has to love the other for which they do of their own free will. So to avoid the pain of hearth ache you don't allow your self to love. you in stead use. use meaningless men; their attention of any sort as comfort, but destroy any relationship which has depth. its in your mind that there is only pain at the end of the road. how do you know? if you dont follow the path to its end, if you don"t ever get close enough to find out, then your right all you will be left with is your own pain.


There is NO WAY to avoid heartache if you truly love. There will always be pain of some sort to come along when you are capeable of truly loving someone. People who try to aVOID HEARTACHE ARE NOT CAPEABLE OF LOVING... iNVESTIGATE THIS....GO AHEAD CHECK IT OUT...this is known,,it is not simply my opinion.

The highligghted startement of your OPINION =So to avoid the pain of hearth ache you don't allow your self to love. you in stead use
use meaningless men; their attention of any sort as comfort, but destroy any relationship which has depth.
THIS IS YOUR OWN TWISTED PERCEPTION AND HOW YOU JUSTIFY THE THINGS YOU DO OR IT IS IN FACT HOW YOU SEE THEM IN OTHERS BECAUSE THIS IS HOW YOU DO THINGS
AND OF COURSE YOU ARE ENTITLED TO YOUR OWN OPINION ...AND I WILL LEAVE YOU TO ENJOY YOU OPINION, BECAUSE IT IS THE MOST INNAPPROPRIATE OPINION TO HAVE PLACED ON ME...but to each his own.

very ironic that you said that I use meaningless men use thier attentioon of any sort as comfort but destroy any rerlationship with any depth...

i say nothing I lose I say something I lose...I lose nothing to say something neither do i gain anything but silence if Im silent -

the only relationship I have had recently is sadly very shallow in its existence ,,,and happens to be with you...It is already known we are of different opinions and views which both are entitled to be . But I feel very much like you have digested information and without anything further you have cast judgment and satisfied yourself with the experience having factual basis because it sits well with you, your perception and the situation as you see it...it works for you because nothing else did so you are okay with it. Im not okay with it, it doesnt work for me, its not even close to what really is and in order to specify what it really is I have to resort to telling you its not and why I think that is...And this has never been successful communicating it only adds fire to the argument at hand. and while I have always felt the need to defend myself of your opinion...its nevr going to be effective because you do not use fact to differentiate your opinion from your judgments-

Nice justification rob holmes-if this were a true statement and not your twisted perception the results would be by far differentt,,,think about it...if what you believe in your mind to be the case...your presence would have been eliminated from the equation quite some time ago. what would i be doing with you?? use u for what?

First off ...no man has ever provided me with one comforting thing EVER...not a diaper, pacifier, warm blanket, roof over my head, or escape by means of taking me away from reality by mind blowin orgasm that disconnects my mind from my body, haha cuz who does this really satisy the most?? Answer:The man who IS already disconnected his mind from his body before he started fucking you.......if I was seeking comfort at any time it would be a female that has EVER provided me anything close to comfort...grandma, mom, my girls, girlfriend- comfort food, comfort shopping...comfort warm snuggling blankets, cushy new shoes-NEVER once has the thought crossed my mind that I could/would or even look for "comfort" from a man- so sorry to disillusion your thinking with an opposition that doesnt really matter(to you its just another argument)...it is my defense to your offense...but since im being judged it might as well apply instead of just being heresay.

Second off- when I first met you I had such a radically different perception of who you were, what you were like, things you placed importance on, things you valued...and the concern you placed on how your actions affected another person. I thought you were perfect...so caring. so concerned and just had a genuine heart that really wanted everyone around him to at least be comfortable and secure in thier surroundings...and if you couldnt make them happy well at least you had tried the best you could and provided comfortable living for them and concerned yourself with genuine well being. You had a drive and determination to succeed and damn anyone who might get in the way of that -if they didnt share your drive they were of little worth of your attention. Ihat was exciting and intense
very attractive ...and by all means if I couldnt match them strides you were taking, I was gonna give it my all to be right there behind you. Fear of you getting too far ahead and leaving me behind as not worthy was the only fear I had, I thought pure adrenaline would be enough to suffice where I was possibly lacking in endurance and stamina.
Adrenaline was not going to be a problem, or so I didnt think it ever would be. You made my pulse quicken, my heart beat faster and excitement flow through my veins. YOU took my breath away BUT you always gave it back to me-in the form of a hug, a kiss, your touch, that look you give with your eyes dark and intense and you bite you lower lip...its very vivid in my mind in my body and yeah it still makes me high. ALIKE NO DRUG !!
You were sooooooooo not my type-dark handsome, reserved, intense, directed and so fucking sexy. I wanted you...I wanted to be with you. I wanted to be your adrenaline, your high, your drug...I wanted to be YOURS. 100%, without exceptions, without reservations, without any doubt...I WANTED TO BE YOURS. your everything, your drive your reason your intentions ...even your purpose for existing. I just wanted to be yours. Never for a minute did I ever think to control that, or that you could control that, was never a concern or worry that needed to be considered.

After everything I had been through -miserable relationships, knowing miserable people miserable family life...YOU were different than anyone I had ever known but that was okay, I thought. I never really entertained the idea that we would be together, but I wanted to know you, I wanted to be a part of that "perfect little surroundings" scenario. I WANTED to know what it was like to be loved, respected, trusted and included in a genuine surrounding becuase I was genuine and had never found such a thing, barely even heard of such a thing, and in alll the peoples I had met was really beginning to give up hope that such people-lives-surroundings even existed.

So perhaps in the end,,,it HAS BEEN my perceptions that have been our undoing. Perhaps it was my own selfish nature that is at fault, because of course it is unreasonable to think of one possessing another as thier own...but with all my heart all my soul with all my being I WANTED TO BE YOURS therefore wanting you to be myne...Not to own or to possess or to control or dictate or for any other purpose than to equal that which I wamted to be...YOURS...somehow in all the energies floating around I failed to see this as selfish or self serving ...but it is in all factual purposes a very self centered idea. Wanting to be your self center I lost myself the minute I entertained that thought...because I cannot be found in your center. I wont pretend I know what is your center. I wont assume that you even know what and where your center is and I wont give you my perception or opinion as to where or what I believe to be your unbalances are...
I guess it would be most appropriately put in one final sentence of summary"

I can Never Be Yours...Because You Arent Mine...

loving a narcissist is hating the self

Fear losing their identity.
⋅ Fear dependency and avoid bonding.
⋅ Create rigid personality boundaries (won't let people in).
⋅ Are sensitive to everything that leads to bonding.
⋅ Lose interest in sex that leads to bonding.
⋅ Seduce and withhold to avoid bonding.
⋅ Minimize feelings that lead to bonding.
⋅ Get nervous when things go well or bonding occurs.
⋅ Pick fights and create uproars to avoid bonding.
⋅ Want more space or have to run.
⋅ Can't make a commitment.
⋅ Are indifferent to others.
⋅ Feel entitled to be taken care of their way.
⋅ Won't put up with discomfort.
⋅ Have complete control of the schedule.
⋅ Say to their partner "Just stay put while I come and go."

Read more: How to Understand a Narcissist | eHow.com http://www.ehow.com/how_2112871_understand-a-narcissist.html#ixzz1h1gWpCqZ

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Infected Melody

Infected melody
infuriated
Your ass-nine behavior infuriates me...
Your inattentive efforts to right where you have wronged...
Sadistic mentality and abuse not ceasing, just prolonged
Inconsiderate, ignorant, indifference -disregard
Once affectionate demeanor has turned as ice and just as hard
What of the foolishness to admit to loving you-
How can I justify any of it this bullshit you've put us through
Inflicting your pain, blow after blow, your masochistic tendencies,
destruction is all you know.
I have yet to wipe you from existence, as if you possess some unnatural hold-
but believe that your sissy -lala faggot fucked up ways
Are growing old.
I hate you
for the weak selfish fukk that you are...
Your ignorance and blind indifference to the control you have.
Your inability to feel
And communicate
And to be fucking real.
Ye, who would make such issue about non existent traits within yourself, yet demand them of me....
I’m twice the man in one woman that your panzy ass could ever be....
don’t talk, don't share, withdraw and hold back,
Refrain, nowhere to be found...and ready to attack
Non existent.
A real apparition.
Silence your misused weapon of choice-
Integrity -you don’t have any
Faults and misgivings, you have many
Honesty left you with no voice to utter your deceitful lies-
wallow in your filth, I will revel in your demise...
I'd die for you
You know that, and kill me everyday
Untouched,
You remain....
Master and solitary player in your own fukked up game....
I cannot believe this, truth you have no clue,
of hope you make a mockery...
Bred blackened hate twisted truth to your ways
Darkened all your days...
Lifeless
Loveless
Despondent,
life’s blood spent.
Hypocrisy...
Reality...
Insanity...
Your infected deranged melody....
I wonder your intent
What will you say today
That hasn’t already been said
Why beat a broken horse, its dead
There is too many hurts
Remain unaccounted for
Too many excuses
That I cant excuse anymore
This has been going on for so long
You try to pretend as if nothings wrong
I gave you an inch
You stretched it a mile
And continued doing
My undoing all the while
Crying every night
Ignoring me or fight
None of this is right
End it I try
You won’t let it die
Constantly adding to the grief
I have to wonder your intent
Because you wont let rest,
What you say you never meant,

RePete

RePete

It was today
But happened long ago,
The boy I met
And belong to styll yet
became the man I’ll never know
and the lifetimes of dreams
I’ll never forget.

It was meant one way,
taken another
not the usual practice or habit
Of the one that I do,
Can never have,
And accept as my lover.

You think like yesterday,
that went an opposite way
When you objectively dice and masochistic- like slice
Everything you think you think you hear me say

I doubt I could
You insist I would
If we aren’t already running opposite directions
We definitely should.

No doubts in my mind
My heart’s an even bigger mess,
And to my disappointment,
My body styll responds to your caress

On those rare occasions
we speak the same language
Hidden messages revealed from a touch
The look in the eyes
The eyes that say too much
Flash for the briefest of moments .
And in for a big surprise
The loving turns dark and ugly
Thought was truth was found to be lies


And all those foul things you said, they are true
They happen to describe you

Same disaster everytyme,

The brain can barely keep track and caught up with the mind,
The situation unfolds as clearly as can be,
But styll theres always the things you cant seem to see.
You are so smart,
Sure,
You know it all,
Better get down from your pedastool,
Truth shall see you fall.

Always the same you Act the way we do,
But who but you, always forgets
Theres always one more view??
That you seem to forget one might
Actually have , that it could be as true
As the visions of the misconceptions that perception leads to view

You are hardly perfect
I dont pretend to try
My truth is as good as it gets,
But you would rather lie
Your illusions of grandeur
Cannot be considered competition for me,
You berate and belittle
Ferocious vile spittle
Venomous words
turnabout
Accuse what you do not see

Situations you twist and turn
Allowing more credit
Than you honestly earn
You hear what you want
Use what you can
Manipulating circumstances
Resorting to tactics

To make you more man
Inferior or insecure?
Definitely issues or a complex
Too much for me
When my utmost efforts barely receive a cynical scowl
And the way you turn the smallest of things,
To make me look so fowl
All you have done, how you put yourself out for me
In your mind make you so much bigger and better than I could ever be

Each and every effort
Met with disdain
Depleting all my energies
I lose so much with nothing to gain
I can predict your denial
I know you well
Whispered secrets
lovers promised
instead a
Fuck you and Goto Hell!!



By krptdnacnce, © 2007, All rights reserved.
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Friday, December 9, 2011

So quick to disregard
earlier promises
of thought to discard
I never imagined
few ever do
what in my world
Happened to you?
Only one in a world
the world to One
turning in an instant
Its over, finished...Done!
perhaps right for you
wrongfully done to me
the man I fell in love with
you could never be.