I think the way people believe in god is the same as I believe in Love. I think that somes it all up.
Category: inside the mind of the insane
inside the mind of the insane
Again? Yup…
I think I’ve supposed this more than a few time. It seems to always find it’s way back to relevance in my life. Is that bad? I hope not. With the events a few months back I probably should’ve threw it up sooner but I guess I’ve been internalizing a lot. Not mention trying to make sense of it all. The only answer is to destroy it all and rebuild from scratch. I wonder who will still be around when the smoke clears and the dust settles.
Dream missed
This happened to me the other night. Fucked my whole world up.
That dream last night awakened me from my sleep
hoping that dream was actually truth
It felt so real and it sounded like you
and I couldn’t help but feel you
does it have any meaning
did you dream of me like I did of you
did you feel for me like I feel for you
I miss you
Dear diary
A question was posed to me:
“Biggest regret?”
The answer was obvious. At least to me it was.
“Thinking that I matter(ed)”
“In regards to what?”
*end of conversation*
Metaphorically speaking… (Or not…)
I wanted to say a whole lot. But I thought it best to just say nothing instead. And that spoke volumes.
Dear diary
It was cold as shit this morning. 45; and that’s before wind chill cuz it was windy as all fuck this morning. Anywho as I hopped on the 2nd train and waited for the doors to close (cuz it was cold as shit outside and the driver was taking their sweet ass time. I looked at my phone and saw this:
And the world got a little bit colder. Funny how that worked so perfect. Unplanned but so true. I smirked. Shook my head. And just continued on with the day. Cuz that’s all I can really do. Continue on
Is it you? It ain’t me
If someone’s been waiting for me to say something; I’ve decided that I’m not saying anything. There’s no point. Ask me if you have a question and I’ll decide whether you deserve to know. Don’t forget that I know everything. But as of now? I decided to know nothing. There’s nothing worth knowing. You think/thought you knew, but had no idea. I find solace in this fact. Carry on
*disclaimer: not one soul reading this knows what I’m talking about. This also brings me joy. *gets off train*
I’m fine.
Is it getting worse?
Walkin thru the park holding hands. Found a good bench to enjoy our drinks (mine was chai).
Had a great conversation.
WAKE UP! (I woke up)
That shit ain’t real and ain’t never happening.
It’s gone
It’s not getting worse. It’s just on my mind sometimes.
Well, you are.
On my mind
Sometimes…
Less than a minute
That’s all it took for my friend to tell me I look “off”. Some sort of “physical” distress, if you will. Really? That quick? Am I really projecting it that much? Did she just fancy a guess and I validated it with my mind? Or was it just the fact that I had been up since 4am and traveled in the rain? Either way that’s the excuse I went with. And she ceded that that was the cause. Maybe I am wearing it openly when I think I’m hiding it well. *shrugs*. Doesn’t matter really… Doesn’t matter at all….
“Where’d you go?”
I feel like sharing a few things so shit’s bout to get real personal around here. Stay tuned.
It’s not all gonna be about bestia. Although she’ll be all like “it’s always about me blah blah blah I win blah blah blah….” 😉 Love you babe! Now hit the cut you jerks.
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