Broken. Not sure if I can come back from this. Not the same. Some things change you, for better or for worse. I know I won't be the same. I don't regret it now, glad it was something I experienced, had to deal with, persevere through ( Read more... )

I want to be a gangpei. I want to feel less.

I'd like to smile for the right reasons.

I wish I wasn't so torn and distraught inside. That this inner turmoil would subside.

Maybe most of all, I wish I could be numb to this pain.

The whisper on my lips, the reason behind my smiles, do you ever wonder what it could be? For a time I thought I knew, now I know how foolish and naïve I have been ( Read more... )

New year, mostly same old shit. Started my career aka started my apprenticeship for sheet metal, with one of the biggest roofing/sheet metal companies in ontario, pretty exciting I guess, so far paying my dues and doing bitch work as a first year apprentice should, learning a lot though and people seem to like me and think I'm good for what that's ( Read more... )

Too many questions, too many doubts. But its a love so deep I don't know what else to do ( Read more... )

You'll never be satisfied. Its always something more, something you don't have.

What more is there than this? In my eyes its everything, but for you it doesn't seem to be.

I'm a person with too much passion.

Some things never change. This feeling, this pain, everything that I've grown accustomed too, everything that's become routine.

A pain that I'm used too.

Yet how can that be when it hurts so much

Bronchitis/sinus infection/ear infection. What's good ( Read more... )

So today, while cleaning out my old room in the frat house, I came accross a letter, more so a poem/spoken word than a letter, and I was amazed at the similarities between the emotions I had felt then, and that I have been experiencing as of late, and currently still am ( Read more... )

Till I can stop having these thoughts, stop thinking like this. Fucking hate it, and its tearing me up inside.