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I'm a complete wreck of a person. I have this exterior is selfishness and uncaring, joking, SOMETHING, that I put up because I can. It's a defence mechanism to blend it. I don't have a structure in life, nothing feels right and I just want to sleep, never wake up again because dreams are..dreams are everything I;m not, everything I want to be. I can do what I want, I have my down days as everyone does but...there's always something better in a dream, having life as we want it, being lost i perfection, perceiving and creating something that's right, how life should be.
I was going to write something earlier about dreamers, probably about the 8th thing I've wrote on the subject, but this was going to be more about an origin, where it comes from and things, but I promptly forgot the starting line a few seonds after I came up with it and that was the end of that. If I ever remember it, I'll write and post it but don't count on it.
I cut and I break, I destroy and mould and hate and rot everything away. But it's never the same, I'm not the same person with everyone I meet or interact with, I can change in seconds from being nice and kind and funny, then I just change and I start hating and loathing. I don't know, how, why or to what end.
I'm sorry. I keep being let in and...and it all goes to hell again. I'll never know why I leave, It will always be a part of me though, maybe there's someone somewhere who..who can change me for good. Let me leave this devil down.
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These are two songs I love from Hollywood Undead. They just have a way of always writing something truly amazing.
'Nobody can fix me if I'm part of the problem' - Believe, Hollywood Undead.
I was going to write something earlier about dreamers, probably about the 8th thing I've wrote on the subject, but this was going to be more about an origin, where it comes from and things, but I promptly forgot the starting line a few seonds after I came up with it and that was the end of that. If I ever remember it, I'll write and post it but don't count on it.
I cut and I break, I destroy and mould and hate and rot everything away. But it's never the same, I'm not the same person with everyone I meet or interact with, I can change in seconds from being nice and kind and funny, then I just change and I start hating and loathing. I don't know, how, why or to what end.
I'm sorry. I keep being let in and...and it all goes to hell again. I'll never know why I leave, It will always be a part of me though, maybe there's someone somewhere who..who can change me for good. Let me leave this devil down.
www.youtube.com/watch?feature=…
www.youtube.com/watch?v=eLigIC…
These are two songs I love from Hollywood Undead. They just have a way of always writing something truly amazing.
'Nobody can fix me if I'm part of the problem' - Believe, Hollywood Undead.
journal 1.0
Tonight is the first night I feel terrible
Entry 13.0 - Signs
Do you guys believe in signs and coincidences or is there something that guides us, even if it's ourselves? We get a thought in our heads and connect it to an object, or person or event and until we complete the idea or see the person, we can't have what we want.
because I may start believing in that, to some small extent anyway. Let me explain; A few days ago I began just thinking about random shit while I was out with my friend just hanging out and I realised I hadn't seen my dad in like a month and just began thinking of that and that I should go see him that night. I wasn't able to because I was out with my friends. Anyway, got to that n
Entry 12.0 - Untitled Dreams
I want to set my hair alight; is that weird?
-Yes, like you even have to ask
Well why?
-Why what? Why is it weird or why do you want to set your hair alight?
Both I guess
-Pick one and proceed, we don't have too much time. You already kept me awake 'til nearly 3am
Sorry, why is it weird?
-You already know the answer to that
Yeah I guess, just wanted a second opinion I guess
-You're talking to yourself, how many other opinions do you think you have?
I'm usually good at defeating my own arguments
-Stop being the poet;
I'm trying. Can I ask the other question then?
-Sorry kiddo, one question and you wasted it
Recorded at 2
Entry 12.0
I'm convinced that by some emotional response that I blank out within your existence. Tonight I won't remember the glances, the paranoid, destructive eye line stares we catch each other in; tonight I won't remember anything.
Sometimes I sit and stare at the sun just to know that in a grand scheme, I mean nothing and if I mean nothing, that means you are even less to me
Darkness tangles with devils and abbeys to convince me of a sweet epiphany that I am not happy in my being
How many hours have have passed since we last had a passing memorial dream that we, somewhere, somehow, could have something more than a radical dream of a friend lost
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We all do this for we feel out what those around us need or how we feel their aura effecting us
you will never be the same for you are always changing growing in this shrinking in that
you will never be the same for you are always changing growing in this shrinking in that