|this one has my heart|
Remorse of the Apatheticsadness pools so that i wish, long, for the feeling of numbness i'veRemorse of the Apathetic by BlackeningMist
wrapped around myself, pulled back for a single instance showing
me my true colors. black. for selfishness. for my lack of self-control
poised and ready behind that made up cheshires smile.
my words are true, but not the whole truth; you'd think less of
me for knowing.
but is my pain really for you? or merely self pity? destined to
replay in this loop, repeating, repeating, repeating, repeating,
repeat... i wont kiss you, but wont you kiss me?
will i never learn my lesson, will i never have the intuition to stop
myself on the reds and go on the greens? is it your internal strife i
agonize over? or when you tell me of my untold amazingness,
which never seems to be enough to make anyone's cut that keeps
me down in this self-created-well of despair?
can i really love you enough to let you go? or will i hold on like a
dagger, selfishly, painfully. keeping the gash, this raw open wound
in your side, in mine, from healing?
"Once upon a time there was a bear and a bee who lived in a wood and were the best of friends. All summer long the bee collected nectar from morning to night while the bear lay on his back basking in the long grass. When winter came the bear realised he had nothing to eat and thought to himself 'I hope that busy little bee will share some of his honey with me.' But the bee was nowhere to be found - he had died of a stress induced coronary disease."|
— Banksy (Wall and Piece)
"so i was sittin there in the bar an this guy comes up to me an he said 'my life stinks' an i saw his gold credit card an i saw the way he was looking at people across the room an i looked at his face an you know, what ah good looking face, an i just said, 'dude, your perspective on life sucks.'"
-Mika(blame it on the girls)
"I mean, life is tough. It takes up a lot of your time. What do you get at the end of it? A Death. What's that, a bonus? I think the life cycle is all backwards. You should die first, get it out of the way. Then you live in an old age home. You get kicked out when you're too young, you get a gold watch and you go to work. You work forty years until you're young enough to enjoy your retirement. You do drugs, alcohol, you party, you get ready for high school. You go to grade school, you become a kid, you play, you have no responsibilities. You become a little baby, you go back into the womb, spend your last nine months floating... and you finish off as an orgasm."
- George Carlin
Current Residence: California
Favourite genre of music: basically anything that isnt rap, hip-hop, or that super southern country
Favourite style of art: thats like putting a toddler in the middle of a candyshop and asking them to pick out just one thing
MP3 player of choice: anything that can play a beat
Wallpaper of choice: give me paint^^
Favourite cartoon character: shaggy from scooby doo lol
Personal Quote: im so conceded im outgoing (hahaha jk)