Shannon: What an ultimately regressive approach to life.
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Leah: Well, unasked in terms of people. These are questions of people. Not anything technological or existential. Or philosophical or scientific, for that matter.
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Shannon: I knew what you meant. The statement is still valid, my friend.
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Leah:
I am aware. haha. How silly, I’d rather question my own existence and that of those around me, than to ask a question of another human being. I suppose, that, people lie. And whilst you can try to lie to yourself, deep down, you know it’s a lie. So, by trying to ask myself if I believed in God or what it is I feel about a certain thing or event, I still, deep down know the answer. Conversely, asking another person how they feel about an event or a certain thing or even if they believe in God, of if they believe that we even exist at all, we are faced with the dilemma of whether or not they are, in fact, being truthful about their true feelings and therefore, the person’s integrity and intentions.
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Leah:
Further more, this poses further doubts and questioning of the value of trust and friendships. Is it really that important if some one lies about not liking the colour yellow? Does that really mean that you cannot trust them to tell you the truth on important matters, and less important, but still personal issues. Does that question of trust extend to life or death? or does it extend to trusting that that friend won’t steal from you or allow someone else to harm you?
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Shannon:
I thought your status was regarding asking questions of potential deceit from person(s) you trust, that, if you were to find out the truth, would leave you emphatically hurt.

If this is the general state of peoples perceptions when engaging in potentially insightful conversation, if we mistrust another words for the sake of mistrust, then this is ultimately a reflection of ones internal problems rather than the receiving individual. Resorting in this kind of perception would obviously have origins from society itself — all with a sense of mistrust. I think, fortunately, it is not entirely all doom and gloom and we still have a sense of compassion that can prevail.
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Shannon:
Well, potential deceit has varying origins, I guess. To lie about liking the colour of yellow would indicate the person is insecure and is avoiding conflict to the extent they are unwilling to express their opinions on even trivial matters; it wouldn’t be an indication of maliciousness. Because, really, that’s stupid! Important matters would be independent from the colour yellow. If this person that cannot express their opinion on the colour yellow needs to be critical of you, then you probably can’t trust them — but once again not an indication of malevolence, rather fear.
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Leah:
You are almost correct, however, it’s more that people’s actions and reactions are leaving only confusion and more questions. If I were to form a belief based the behaviour I can observe, I could pertain that that is actually what that person is thinking and/or feeling. However, I could ascertain the origins of this behaviour by simply asking why they are doing what they are doing. However, the unwillingness to form an assumption leads to one being completely unsure of anything and doubtful of any kinds of speculations made. It also suggests feelings of vulnerability due to hesitation about making assumptions based on observations and hesitation to even ask the questions to avoid having to make an assumption. Vulnerability leaves negative feelings as it places you in an unmovable position, where in which, you are required to trust that the other person in the situation will not take advantage of you and misconstrue the truth or manipulate you.
I agree, however, that mistrust does not lead to “doom and gloom” and hopelessness. By being someone that is honest, truthful and virtuous, we offer the opportunity to be trusted and in turn, to give trust. Compassion doesn’t always need to be present to trust, but it makes the transition from mistrust to trust a lot easier and smoother.

And herein lies my point about the importance of mistrust: Is it relevant to consider that a person lied about like a colour when it is a real matter of importance? I think not. It petty. However, it potentially may be an issue when it does come down to more meaningful issues: if said person was unable to be honest on such a minor topic, would that make them liable to dishonesty for deeper matters? And does it only matter because of that fear of being lied to?

Don’t you play this game,
You’re fighting a fire,
You’re about to get burned,
don’t you run now,
don’t you hide behind hind our backs,
You won’t ever be the same,
it will no longer be as you desired.

You’re trying to control me,
Don’t you go thinking that,
For one second,
I am you’re fool.
You’ll be so very sorry.

Don’t you play this game,
You’re fighting a fire,
You’re about to get burned,
don’t you run now,
don’t you hide behind hind our backs,
You won’t ever be the same,
it will no longer be as you desired.

fade into black,
plunge the blade deeper,
you crossed the lines,
there’s so much pain to come,
it’s a seductive sight.

Don’t you play this game,
You’re fighting a fire,
You’re about to get burned,
don’t you run now,
don’t you hide behind hind our backs,
You won’t ever be the same,
it will no longer be as you desired.

There’s no way to win;
you cannot outwit,
I’m a step ahead,
honey,
You’re so far behind.

Don’t you play this game,
You’re fighting a fire,
You’re about to get burned,
don’t you run now,
don’t you hide behind hind our backs,
You won’t ever be the same,
it will no longer be as you desired.

It will no longer end as you desired.
it ends with me.

i if i could think of a million words,
i’d still have nothing good enough,
good enough to say,
to say to you.

theres nothing wrong with the picture in front of me.
so why do i
why do i feel so bad?
theres no reason i
can’t fall asleep at night,
so why do i
why do i lie awake?

i if i could think of a million words,
i’d still have nothing good enough,
good enough to say,
to say to you.

i don’t ever want to be,
to be alone in this dream.
I don’t ever want to see,
to see this slip away from me.
how is it that you came,
came to be in front of me?

I if I could think of a million words,
I’d still have nothing good enough,
good enough to say,
to say to you.

there’s nothing left,
nothing left to prove either way,
how do I begin,
begin before reality kicks in?

I if I could think of a million words to say,
I’d still have nothing good,
good enough to say,
to say to you.

Where have I been?
What are these parts of me?

I’m burning alive in wake of all I let go of,
I’m ashamed to say I’ve lost my way,
I compromised who I was,
Just to stand beside you.
Give me back myself,
Now I am through with you.

Every detail,
Every Whisper,
Each promise,
They took me closer to becoming brand new,
Every step away from my own path.
Caught up with who I thought you were,
That’s not who I want to be.

Where have I been?
What are these parts of me?

I’m burning alive in wake of all I let go of,
I’m ashamed to say I’ve lost my way,
I compromised who I was,
Just to stay beside you.
Give me back to myself,
I am through with you.

You suffocate me,
Your subtle changes,
Watch me break away from this.
Now I’m standing tall,
Here I am,
Not afraid anymore.
You took so much from me,
Whilst I sat back and watched,
But I will not let you change me anymore.

I’m burning alive.
I think I almost lost too much.
How do I get back there?
I’m ashamed I let you take what you did,
I compromised who I was,
I let me slip far away,
How do I make it back there?

I’m burning alive,
In wake of who I am,
I feel the fire again.
And at last,
I’m on the way,
The way back to me.

I’m burning alive.
Burning alive.

The world is awakening.
Slowly, they arise from their peaceful slumbers.
The darkness is lifting, the daybreak spreading.
Still, the winter chill cannot be persuaded.
It lingers, leaving icy traces from it’s touch.
Sunshine, why do you continue to stay away from me?
It’s so cold.
I fought so hard.
Though, here I lay.
Bound up by these chains.
I cannot escape.
I cannot shake free.
Despite the restraint,
I shall not fall silent.
I will scream and I will cry.
You cannot silence the truth.
The truth is ringing in your ears now.
Echoing in your head.
Bound up by your lies,
You cannot ignore me.
I will not let you forget.
Here I lay, bound by your chains.
One day, I will be completely free.
Watch me break free of you.

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2. Leah needs experienced, adult owners who will understand that this girl needs her space and does not like to be overly fussed over.

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5. Leah needs is an omniscient voice to illuminate and spotlight her, and to inform everyone that THIS one has value

6. Leah needs 2 middle names

7. Leah Needs Love

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I know how to play your game.

You think you’re going to beat me.

You won’t, you won’t.

Play it like it’s some kind of art.

But I know who you are.

I know who you are.

You won’t win, you won’t win this time.

You’re still the same.

Don’t worry about changing your ways,

I’ll just step up my game.

I’m in charge now.

To outsmart me will be quite a feat.

Silly, silly.

I’m already winning.

Give up, give up.

I remember how you work.

You can’t hurt me now.

You can’t hurt me now.

Derek SMASH

Have you lost your mind?
She’s drowning in sorrow.
Are you so dead inside?
Pain is too unkind.
Will you be sober tomorrow?
Or will she have to continue to pick you up,
day after day?

your ignorance is all to clear,
She reminds you that she is alive.
Almost bet you wished she would just disappear.
It’s so clear — You only want her because you’re afraid to be alone.
Though you’d rather find solace in amber droplets than her arms.

when she’s at home,
she’s sitting; crying alone,
And you are out there,
in the world,
Forgetting she exists,
Only for a not so long lasting love affair
that comes in pints.

your ignorance is all to clear,
She reminds you that she is alive.
Almost bet you wished she would just disappear.
It’s so clear — You only want her because you’re afraid to be alone.
Though you’d rather find solace in amber droplets than her arms.

It’s not fair, it’s not fair!
you can’t make up your mind.
It’s like you don’t really care,
she’s so hurt,
over and over,
how could you not see how she feels?
you really don’t care!
You just don’t care!
You’ve a drink in your hand!
Of course you won’t care,
you just don’t care.

your ignorance is all to clear,
She reminds you that she is alive.
Almost bet you wished she would just disappear.
It’s so clear — You only want her because you’re afraid to be alone.
Though you’d rather find solace in amber droplets than her arms.

You just don’t care,
You’ll find your peace
When you’ve drowned your sorrows.
There are no tomorrow,
So just drown your sorrows.
down your sorrows.