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Rule number one - don't blame the monster, blame yourself. Whatever happens, it's your life, you were supposed to be in control and you fucked it up. Snap out of it and grow up. Because clearly, you know how to fix yourself, but you're just lazy.

I used to love this tough love approach, to be made pathetic for my flaws, but now, all it does it make things worse. This week has been hard and it's Tuesday morning. I have little to no interest in anything since last Sunday, other than sleeping, video games, and my artwork. I don't want to do anything.

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(immature rant)

Emotional and poorly structured, I apologize in advance.

Every guy who could have had something with me, and didn't, ends up regretting it. Every guy who has had something with me also ends up regretting it.

I think I just build people up to expectations about me, and once they find out I'm merely human, despite the way I see things and act, they're disappointed.

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scars, or
what i was given,
and what i have lost.

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I dream a little bit about the chance of seeing you, what I would say and what you would. This anguish is terrible, yes, but exhilarating, pornographic almost. It is something and it is real, visceral.

Sometimes I am filled with moments of great clarity, where things make sense. Then others I am unable to move forward.

And I think:
"Keep moving"
"Keep falling"

However, the importance lies not in the fall but in the landing.

(so back to daydreams...)

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(For those who are interested, I came across a whole bunch of photos that I hadn't touched yet - I'm editing them all and putting them on my portfolio/visual diary Tumblr. Link is on my user page.)

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need a band-aid for my soul
cover the leaks with tape
ignore the problem and maybe it will go away.

i wish i could go away.

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(When you feel like dying everyone says that you should tell someone. Anyone. I went to the only person I thought I could trust 100%, to someone who I thought might be able to understand.

He couldn't.

"If that's really how you feel, then just fucking do it."

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keep moving,
this speed could mean death

but i'll be in the sky
but i'll be in the sea

i'll be in that line on the horizon
in that space between
blue and green
in a child's crayola drawing

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the truth is that sometimes, when someone close hurts you, you don't want any mending.

you stole me and he stole you       and we're all walking around in skin that isn't ours      with voices that don't match and                      saying words we don't even mean with smiles that are
too tight

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a piece of me here
and some there.
they don't add up to anything whole, though
i am too busy dreaming.
too busy filling the holes everywhere else
while mine stay empty

(pen-pals - sending stuff next monday)

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milk to make my teeth strong
milk to make my bones strong
milk in my blood
milk in my coffee
milk in my tea

teething and frail
mother could come but
daddy knows best

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(personal update)

I have been sleeping a lot, and it is good for me. Sleep enables freedom from reality, I suppose.

My sister has just left for half a year to study in an exchange. I'm happy for her but I'll miss her.

Romantic life... My ex and I oscillate between being together and not, and he doesn't treat me the way I should be, but we love each other so it is hard to say goodbye. But it's all I have left to say.

I'm nervous for university applications. I am not ready for them.

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blessed black in a pool of opiate dreams,
my forgetting
my oblivion

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??

who wants to be my pen-pal?
i will send you things in the mail and write poems for you and you can do the same for me.

send me a private message.

if you don't know what my former username is don't reply.

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i don't want to watch my heart grow old
i don't want to sit on the dark side of the moon
i don't want to walk through broken glass,
anymore.

no.

you walked into my heart, velvet-footed
i was tongue-tied and you, too bright but eclipsed
playing hide and seek with a moon and some stars.

POLL : which one would you make for your date for dinner (need answer asap lol)

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50% (4 votes)
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25% (2 votes)
other but pasta only ok
25% (2 votes)
Total votes: 8
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