something.
there’s a something in the way you talk, and a something in the way you walk, and a something in the way you smile. there’s a something in the way you sing, and something in the way you laugh that makes it all worthwhile. i always feel like i tell you too much, but i [..more..]
forget it all.
when will you all realise that everything is meaningless and we’re all hurtling towards an inevitable void?
i saw you smile today,
and i thought it was the most beautiful thing i’d ever seen.
Valentines
Bryan Manos, Happy valentine’s Day
me
i really want someone to love me, but then i remember why i havent found anyone like that. how can anyone love someone as broken as me?
J
i continue to kick my sheets further to the corners of my bed. I’m thinking of her again. Somewhere between arabella and pyro i fell asleep and the synaptic connections responsible for my dreams decided to spell out julia. She is a horrible human being. Angry, vapid, conceited, vicious, but thats not something she doesn’t [..more..]
Lost love.
You were hurting me long before you hurt me last night. By using me for sex and then treating me in a way where I knew you didn’t care about me anymore made me doubt myself, made me very insecure, and just made me a pretty miserable person when I was around you. You we’re [..more..]
blurred reality
We fool ourselves for our selfish desires Smiles plastered, laughs are forced from everywhere Living in a world of deceit and liars find out who’s real that’s a double dare Tangled in your lies reality blurs The mirror holds a stranger looking back Society says no, we say yes sir Molded by lies and fraud [..more..]
Lost
I honestly have no clue what I’m doing right now. I used to know who I was, but that all changed. Tell me do you know what it’s like to wake up every morning and have motivation to do nothing, to not know who you are? Do you know what it’s like to be happy [..more..]
More stupid s***
God my nephew’s father is a f***ing moron, you don’t try to feed your son after i did so, jesus christ, no wonder we go through formula so quickly, you f***ing waste it. I fed your son 4 ounces of formula, which is plenty for him, and you go and make more less than 5 [..more..]