(no subject)

as of today, this lj is dead....

fuck you
fuck you
fuck you

i will not check it, i will not peek into it, i will delete all the "friends" i have on this...

fuck you fuck you fuck you

let life be what is it

i wanted to actually call a truce...

fuck you
fuck you
fuck you

thats it

its done its over with...

remember when....

and as easily as it begun, it ends.people forget, they move on.the city kills.i've had my mistakes,i've made my amends.not to them, but they wouldnt listen if i tried.let it be, where things slide down those legs.like water to fucking earth.let it fall.let it fall. when things are calm.but nothing matters.we've tried.we've moved.we've gone and failed.i want to walk in the sand.dig my hands in it.watch it slip thru my fingers.

i know i have fucked it up.
i know i have fucked them up.

and life goes on.the way things move.the way things hurt.the way that love hurts so much.dont look at me.dont stare into these eyes.the one time i was sincere.the one time it was ok.let it bleed.let it bleed.i walk towards the dark.let it cradle the weak.let it take them into her cold.

you have failed.
it is done.

dont bother with privacy, dont hide it away.
say what you feel, and dont be afraid. let them think what they want.
every mind is its own world. i was misguided. i was left behind.but i've overcome.my view on life is skewed my view on you is wrong.but yet we prented that we care.we go on into life.that does not matter so.working.playing. but never breathing.you spit vile at those that dont get it.and break hearts when its unecessary... but you move on.move away.let it be.hide away.try to be strong.dont pretend to care for those that you met.life brings strangers into our world.life brings dangers into our world.

now move back.let it reflect on the mirror.
you look like yesterday's bad news.

dont whine.dont bitch and moan.use the pictures of old.the ones i took with care.look over the books that you made.for me.the ones i gave back.look at them.and remember.that when we parted it was for the best.but when your mind is idle, it will haunt you.and it will hurt.and you will feel.that even though you want to pretend to be good.you have failed at that too.

you have failed.
it is done

anxiety.panic.drama.romance.stabbing.of losing.the lost of what once was.it comes with the package.no romance.no love lost.the one thing in common the world has is the hate we feel for each other. we want to love.but we cant.you want to love but you wont.

dont utter those words.
let them be true.
not to you...
play with their hearts...

sink the hooks into skin.hang it up like a canvas on your wall of trophies.watch it bleed.changes the shade of white to crimson.are you happy?
you have succeed at least in craving death.

suceed in the end of all things.
break the mirro with your fist.break it down.break it apart.dont let things hurt you the way you hurt me.

and i broke myself in half.

questions. always questions...
the swearing.the fighting.let it be.let it go to waste.
bed those women that you "loved"bed them and destroy them.
i have destroyed whatever good you had in you...
dont look at me with your eyes.

deciet.
lies.
hurt.

leave it now.left it for dead...
when thigns go wrong go back to it and beat it...

nothing to gained here....

i killed you.

(no subject)

yeah i'm going to california in april...i'll bethere a while..then i might move out there....and yeah...so fuck all you bad vibes out there...and good riddence to stupid bitches...

-angie

(no subject)

first off i want a megaphone...

secondly..fuck you valentines day...

and last but not least...

fuck you valentines day, i'll be at neo tonight, see you there, fuckers.

(no subject)


"Untitled (Lovers Turn Into Monsters)"

Lovers
turn into monsters at the loss of all affection
Almost like it was the
affection that kept them from being monsters
And I could have used some
warning
I was on that porch all morning
Smoking cigarettes and sinking
deeper into doubt

Could it be I am mistaken, have I stolen somebody’s
baby?
Is it possible for two people to need the same thing?

It's just
the lines, they get so blurry
Between what is once, and now required
And I
don't know on which side his heart falls
But I know where mine is
buried
And it's so far from any wanting
Yeah, it needs this to keep
beating
It won't go on without it

If I'm still weighed down with
subtleties
Then I'll just come right out and say
That I think that I
deserve her
More than anyone deserves anything
Maybe I am selfish, but
there is no way to share this
There’s not enough to go around, I don’t care
who else gets hurt

But I’m still sick with empathy because I was stood in
his place
I spent a year quietly dying while he let go and ignored her
And
I’m sure that there are reasons for everything that happens
And absence leads
to adoration, yeah it’s nobody’s fault

But now there is no way to change
this
So I just photographed and framed it
And it’s hanging in a
hallway
That we have no right to walk back down

But I hope that he
feels better but I’m sick of all the drama
I can’t stand to see her crying, I
just want this shit to end
And I want a place to hang out where record
players play out
And there’s a thousand movies rented for a thousand nights
with her

(no subject)

If time is my vessel, then learning to love might be my way back to sea
The
flying, the metal, the turning above - these are just ways to be seen

We
all get paid
Some get faith before they die
Then through the stars we will
navigate
Through the holes in your eyes

How many days will it take to
land?
How many ways to reach abandon?

Swoon, baby, starry
nights
May our bodies remain
You move with me I'll treat you right,
baby
May our bodies remain

There is love to be made So, just stay
here for this while
Perhaps heartstrings resuscitate</font>The fading sounds of
your life

Swoon, baby, starry nights
May our bodies remain
As deep
we move I'll feed you light, baby
May our bodies remain
In history I'll
treat you right
I'm honest that way