Dissapointment... Its the feeling you get when you look at the things a person does and says, and you just know in your heart they're better then that but time and time again they prove to you just how stupid the amount of faith you have in them actually is...
Endless, pointlessness and lack of productivety... Who is he to say where and when he can draw the line? Time wasted, memories turned into ammunition with mallicious intent and slaughter on the mind. Continuous mindgames and settings to rip at old heart strings...
Pathetic, he is being rather. The constant fluidity of his mood swings. The hate and rage, where the anger takes over the brain and anything is said, everything is said. Running away from the problems he creates for himself but then doesn't want to solve... Sweeping old said words under the carpet and using apologies two hours later to try and pretend that everything is okay.
I am not a theif. I may be alot of other bad things, but I don't steal from people... And the fact that you don't know that only makes me conclude that you never really knew me, or what I stood for, and I would rather be single and hated than with someone who has no fucking clue who I am.
Spread Peace, or grow the fuck up.
About Me
- Pandemonium_of_the_bete_noire
- I believe that the power of the word is more powerful than any bomb, sword or being; and I use this language to document my life, in the hopes of returning to these times and not only remember them, but become reenveloped by what I felt at the time that I wrote them, thus creating a better understanding of how I work, how those around me work, and how history repeats itself. I want to share my wisdom with people, and my ignorance, my love, my pain, my boredom... If you're not interested then keep searching for whatever it was you were looking for. I like to create beauty through a range of various mediums; art, music and writing are my main forms. I love movies and documentaries, and have recently discovered my love for reading is almost as strong as the love I have for writing. I also love the realm of drugs, and psychedelics are probably my favourite... You should give some to your yuppy parents.
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