"Do I look like a man with a plan to you?"

Well, since I'm a girl I'd certainly hope not. I do however, have a plan of sorts.

Okay... I'm finishing semester this week so posting should resume as normal. It might even take on something that vaguely resembes a schedule again.
Topics I plan on covering include:

• At least three more Disturbing the Disturbed posts:
• Disassociative Identity Disorder
• Schitzophrenia
• Psychosis
• Female characters in fiction
• Twilight versus Paranormalcy (something I just find amusing)
• My take on truth, facts, and our perception of reality.
• Nothing political - yep, this is more of a reminder that I will not rant about political/social movements I dislike.
• Though if I can link it in to lack of empathy then I will probably end up discussing it anyway.
• The Seven Deadly Sins
• And how certain mental/psychological situations contribute or detract from them
• Sexuality and Perceptions - a personal take on it with some statistics thrown in.
• Possibly music once a week. Deciding whether or not I should shamelessly steal that idea from a friend... except mine will reflect my mood rather than anything deep and meaningful.

So... yeah. I have promised to try and cover these topics so that is what I shall do! The highest probabilties of success go to the DtD series, Twilight, and the Truth post.

Anyway, until next week,

Cheers.

Music: Nobody's Home

Sometimes “home” doesn’t really exist...



 Avril Lavigne - Nobody’s Home







Well, I couldn't tell you
Why she felt that way;
She felt it every day.

And I couldn't help her,
I just watched her make
The same mistakes again.

What's wrong, what's wrong now?
Too many, too many problems...
Don't know where she belongs,
Where she belongs...

She wants to go home
But nobody's home.
That's where she lies:
Broken inside.

With no place to go,
No place to go,
To dry her eyes:
Broken inside.

Open your eyes
And look outside:
Find the reasons why...

You've been rejected
And now you can't find
What you've left behind.

Be strong, be strong now.
Too many, too many problems...
Don't know where she belongs,
Where she belongs...

She wants to go home
But nobody's home.
That's where she lies:
Broken inside.

With no place to go,
No place to go,
To dry her eyes:
Broken inside.

Her feelings she hides;
Her dreams she can't find;
She's losing her mind;
She's falling behind!

She can't find her place;
She's losing her faith
She's falling from grace
She's all over the place, yeah!

She wants to go home
But nobody's home.
That's where she lies
Broken inside.

With no place to go,
No place to go,
To dry her eyes:
Broken inside.

She's lost inside, lost inside!
Oh, oh.
She's lost inside, lost inside!
Oh, oh, oh.