Thursday, August 27, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Me Too.
She said ; "she doesn't know what she wants..."
I replied ; "you want perfection, but you don't know what perfection is, therefore, you don't know what you want."
I feel the same way.
I replied ; "you want perfection, but you don't know what perfection is, therefore, you don't know what you want."
I feel the same way.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Conversation with i
I write to give my creativity a voice,
I fight against what seemingly looks like better choice,
And despite all the negativity, I'm sticking with my choice.
Because I've surgically removed that inside noise.
That prideful voice that keeps me on the path to heaven.
It's like I'm playing Russian roulette and I'm number seven.
I can't lose, yet I know I don't want to win.
But I've already called the bet, and the other gambler called all in.
Called his bluff, that's another player out,
But I'm not done until my luck heads south.
Or I win it all, there's no going back now.
But my decisions aren't my own because karma around.
Karma's my bestfriend, she's got me on speed dial.
But I thought we lost contact, she hasn't called in a while.
I've changed, yet Karma wants me to stay the same.
But Guilt is alive and is still in the assassinating game.
It's plain to see that I'm trying to keep away
From Karma, and everything she has to say.
Stay away from temptation, retire my jersey.
I thought that retirement would be the key.
But Karma's testing me, proving I'm still the same.
And I know that if I give in, I'll be the one to blame.
But I know I'm stronger, I know I can last.
It's just that, if you look at my past,
My record is short of perfection like oompa loompas.
Girl hopping quickly like Mario hopping on goombas.
Breaking innocence like Usain Bolt breaking records.
Everyone wished me luck in my endeavor.
Left when I was severed, hoping to come back in one piece.
Mastering the way to find that inner peace, tamed that evil beast.
The monstrosity that has me considering temptation.
That has me walking towards my own obliteration.
What do I do now.
I can't do anything, because I'm already hell bound.
I fight against what seemingly looks like better choice,
And despite all the negativity, I'm sticking with my choice.
Because I've surgically removed that inside noise.
That prideful voice that keeps me on the path to heaven.
It's like I'm playing Russian roulette and I'm number seven.
I can't lose, yet I know I don't want to win.
But I've already called the bet, and the other gambler called all in.
Called his bluff, that's another player out,
But I'm not done until my luck heads south.
Or I win it all, there's no going back now.
But my decisions aren't my own because karma around.
Karma's my bestfriend, she's got me on speed dial.
But I thought we lost contact, she hasn't called in a while.
I've changed, yet Karma wants me to stay the same.
But Guilt is alive and is still in the assassinating game.
It's plain to see that I'm trying to keep away
From Karma, and everything she has to say.
Stay away from temptation, retire my jersey.
I thought that retirement would be the key.
But Karma's testing me, proving I'm still the same.
And I know that if I give in, I'll be the one to blame.
But I know I'm stronger, I know I can last.
It's just that, if you look at my past,
My record is short of perfection like oompa loompas.
Girl hopping quickly like Mario hopping on goombas.
Breaking innocence like Usain Bolt breaking records.
Everyone wished me luck in my endeavor.
Left when I was severed, hoping to come back in one piece.
Mastering the way to find that inner peace, tamed that evil beast.
The monstrosity that has me considering temptation.
That has me walking towards my own obliteration.
What do I do now.
I can't do anything, because I'm already hell bound.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Tipseee
I'm kinda out of my mind.
Feeling tipsy,
so I'll just drop by
say hello, how are you
and then say have a great night, sweet dreams.
Hope y'all are doing well.
I'm a bit smashed, but I thought I might update.
Fiending some of that.
Sinematic.
Feeling tipsy,
so I'll just drop by
say hello, how are you
and then say have a great night, sweet dreams.
Hope y'all are doing well.
I'm a bit smashed, but I thought I might update.
Fiending some of that.
Sinematic.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
christine !
I'm back!
Just updated my flickr page, go check it out.
After a ten day hiatus, I got my priorities straight, and my focus focused. Anyways, this is what made my night, I thought I'd share it with you guys.
I'm back, now, go check out my flickr page. I took ten days off this place just for you guys and those photos,
Okay, I lie, but hey, it's the thought that counts.
I've been hella busy, but here you go !
http://flickr.com/photos/sinematic
christine ! says (1:17 AM):
aww angelo you're so good
and so passionate
i'm happy for you
christine ! says (1:22 AM):
haha no but srsly i'm so happy for you that you've found somethingyou love. instead of wasting yoru life on the itnernet liek me. haha. it's good your'e making something of your talent and really expressing yourself through art
i admire that, srsly.
christine ! says (1:43 AM):
nah, angelo. you're lucky you're not having to deal with a disease or loss.
and you should take the depression you feel and turn it into positive energy that you use to move forward in your life.
christine ! says (1:44 AM):
as long as you're living there's always hope for change and improvement. no matter how screwed up things might get there will always be hope to change things as long as you're alive. the only thing that can ever stop you from achieving your dreams if death. other than that anything is possible. truly.
christine ! says (1:45 AM):
and you're young. you've got a long ways to go. i knwo you'll be able to clena up whatever mess there is and start over and be happy.
christine ! says (1:46 AM):
just keep at it and be strong and positive. there's no reason why things won't get better. as long as you strive to make it better.the strife you're going through right now will only make the victory sweeter. and things will be alright. you can trust in that because God's with you and God's already won it all
just keep on keeping on and be patient with your life. good things come to those who wait. you're happiness is coming, angelo. whatever's happening right now is just preparing you for it.
christine ! says (1:47 AM):
and don't forget to pray.
Just updated my flickr page, go check it out.
After a ten day hiatus, I got my priorities straight, and my focus focused. Anyways, this is what made my night, I thought I'd share it with you guys.
I'm back, now, go check out my flickr page. I took ten days off this place just for you guys and those photos,
Okay, I lie, but hey, it's the thought that counts.
I've been hella busy, but here you go !
http://flickr.com/photos/sinematic
christine ! says (1:17 AM):
aww angelo you're so good
and so passionate
i'm happy for you
christine ! says (1:22 AM):
haha no but srsly i'm so happy for you that you've found somethingyou love. instead of wasting yoru life on the itnernet liek me. haha. it's good your'e making something of your talent and really expressing yourself through art
i admire that, srsly.
christine ! says (1:43 AM):
nah, angelo. you're lucky you're not having to deal with a disease or loss.
and you should take the depression you feel and turn it into positive energy that you use to move forward in your life.
christine ! says (1:44 AM):
as long as you're living there's always hope for change and improvement. no matter how screwed up things might get there will always be hope to change things as long as you're alive. the only thing that can ever stop you from achieving your dreams if death. other than that anything is possible. truly.
christine ! says (1:45 AM):
and you're young. you've got a long ways to go. i knwo you'll be able to clena up whatever mess there is and start over and be happy.
christine ! says (1:46 AM):
just keep at it and be strong and positive. there's no reason why things won't get better. as long as you strive to make it better.the strife you're going through right now will only make the victory sweeter. and things will be alright. you can trust in that because God's with you and God's already won it all
just keep on keeping on and be patient with your life. good things come to those who wait. you're happiness is coming, angelo. whatever's happening right now is just preparing you for it.
christine ! says (1:47 AM):
and don't forget to pray.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Yellow Brick Road
Lemme tell you a story that happened to me.
When I was just seventeen, and I was beginning to see
The difference between wrong and right, strong and might
Weak and pathetic, meek and aesthetic, so it was like
One day, monday, midnight morning, thoughts concerning
What it would be like if I had traded this passion burning
Inside me, but my pride see, won't let me talk to the wizard of oz
But if I was walking down the yellow brick road, I'd ask for balls
To see what would happen if instead of fappin' it's a different chick
Every night on my dick, without a concern for anything except to stick
It in her, even if her mouth said no, I would've told her so
Ignored her answer and just let the vodka in her start to flow
Taken advantage of the fact that she's slow to react
So I'm not really asking for balls, but for a stack
Of conscious killing mechanisms that will cause a schism
In my mind so I won't feel guilt when I speak a lie
To a chick that might be willing to die
For a guy that I've described myself as who I am
And then wake up to an empty bed, thinking to themselves damn
How could they let themselves be taken advantage of
But I have a vantage point, a quick mind, slick lines, to take your clothes off.
And you won't know until it's too late, except I
Tried to keep you away from spending too much time
With someone like I, because that's how I am
This is my hidden secret between me and my fam
And they tease me consistantly for my consistancy
Of chicks on the side, and laughs when they see her with me
Because they know the truth under the blanket
And there's not one chick I've met that's not set
On avoiding getting close, because an overdose
Of my personality will cause anyone's innocence to be lost.
When I was just seventeen, and I was beginning to see
The difference between wrong and right, strong and might
Weak and pathetic, meek and aesthetic, so it was like
One day, monday, midnight morning, thoughts concerning
What it would be like if I had traded this passion burning
Inside me, but my pride see, won't let me talk to the wizard of oz
But if I was walking down the yellow brick road, I'd ask for balls
To see what would happen if instead of fappin' it's a different chick
Every night on my dick, without a concern for anything except to stick
It in her, even if her mouth said no, I would've told her so
Ignored her answer and just let the vodka in her start to flow
Taken advantage of the fact that she's slow to react
So I'm not really asking for balls, but for a stack
Of conscious killing mechanisms that will cause a schism
In my mind so I won't feel guilt when I speak a lie
To a chick that might be willing to die
For a guy that I've described myself as who I am
And then wake up to an empty bed, thinking to themselves damn
How could they let themselves be taken advantage of
But I have a vantage point, a quick mind, slick lines, to take your clothes off.
And you won't know until it's too late, except I
Tried to keep you away from spending too much time
With someone like I, because that's how I am
This is my hidden secret between me and my fam
And they tease me consistantly for my consistancy
Of chicks on the side, and laughs when they see her with me
Because they know the truth under the blanket
And there's not one chick I've met that's not set
On avoiding getting close, because an overdose
Of my personality will cause anyone's innocence to be lost.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Saturday, August 1, 2009
What's less than three ?
What is less than three?
It's two, one, zero.
It's you plus one fear of less than three.
And we battle this fear, with an imaginary spear.
Trying to steer our life towards a love so clear,
That the waters of the world will envy at the clarity of this.
But bliss is found in ignorance, and everything else is useless.
Because we depend on bliss or someting worth less than three
Or else our lives feel empty without ignorance or being with she
Or he, but why are we even considering the worth of less than three?
Less than three IS worth less than three
Because you cannot sell it, it does come for free
But holding onto that is the hardest thing in the known universe.
Except for having the worst situation and making it worse.
Or trying not to reimburse when someone says you're worth less than three.
True love is less than three, regardless if it came for free.
Less than three is so hard to explain, because it's different.
For me, for you, for her, for him, but don't be indifferent.
To the fact that every act of less than three is not like your own.
It's as unique as the atmosphere of your family's home.
And as I write on, I begin to realize that I've gone
To a place where less than three, really means less than three.
And I'll be a hypocrite if I didn't think less than three is worthless.
Because I think to myself often, nothing could be worth this.
Less than three is a complicated situation to explain.
We've felt its presence, through love and through pain.
Sometimes we feel like it isn't worth the injury.
Because in the end, it's still worth less than three.
It's two, one, zero.
It's you plus one fear of less than three.
And we battle this fear, with an imaginary spear.
Trying to steer our life towards a love so clear,
That the waters of the world will envy at the clarity of this.
But bliss is found in ignorance, and everything else is useless.
Because we depend on bliss or someting worth less than three
Or else our lives feel empty without ignorance or being with she
Or he, but why are we even considering the worth of less than three?
Less than three IS worth less than three
Because you cannot sell it, it does come for free
But holding onto that is the hardest thing in the known universe.
Except for having the worst situation and making it worse.
Or trying not to reimburse when someone says you're worth less than three.
True love is less than three, regardless if it came for free.
Less than three is so hard to explain, because it's different.
For me, for you, for her, for him, but don't be indifferent.
To the fact that every act of less than three is not like your own.
It's as unique as the atmosphere of your family's home.
And as I write on, I begin to realize that I've gone
To a place where less than three, really means less than three.
And I'll be a hypocrite if I didn't think less than three is worthless.
Because I think to myself often, nothing could be worth this.
Less than three is a complicated situation to explain.
We've felt its presence, through love and through pain.
Sometimes we feel like it isn't worth the injury.
Because in the end, it's still worth less than three.
Speechless!
m'dear says (12:29 AM):
we are! and I miss being close
and i know it is mostly my fault for that
i've been so busy, and that's not an excuse for putting our friendship aside
m'dear says (12:30 AM):
i really like being close to you, we were such good friends
and we became close really quickly too!
i do miss you, and i really do want to hang out with you
.lєzαdα,αngelo; zero says (12:31 AM):
awe!
i'm touched
that means a lot
i think i'm going to blog that!
if it's cool with you!
and i owe you so many stories! D:
and poems
etc
.lєzαdα,αngelo; zero says (12:32 AM):
i've been loafting on everything !
m'dear says (12:32 AM):
oh goodness, i don't think my writing is worth your blog
and goodness! you don't owe me anything
but, I really am serious about what I said
your friendship means the world to me, and i don't want to lose it
and it's all because of you
m'dear says (12:33 AM):
you always put the effort to just type those to letters "hi" to me whenever i get the chance to go on the computer
and it really does mean a lot
it's my turn to put effort into our friendship
thanks for always being there angelo lo lo lo!
you're amazing, i truly do mean that
.lєzαdα,αngelo; zero says (12:35 AM):
awe, i'm speechless! D:
m'dear says (12:35 AM):
lol. well that's a first
i'm kidding
i just wanted to tell you that
we are! and I miss being close
and i know it is mostly my fault for that
i've been so busy, and that's not an excuse for putting our friendship aside
m'dear says (12:30 AM):
i really like being close to you, we were such good friends
and we became close really quickly too!
i do miss you, and i really do want to hang out with you
.lєzαdα,αngelo; zero says (12:31 AM):
awe!
i'm touched
that means a lot
i think i'm going to blog that!
if it's cool with you!
and i owe you so many stories! D:
and poems
etc
.lєzαdα,αngelo; zero says (12:32 AM):
i've been loafting on everything !
m'dear says (12:32 AM):
oh goodness, i don't think my writing is worth your blog
and goodness! you don't owe me anything
but, I really am serious about what I said
your friendship means the world to me, and i don't want to lose it
and it's all because of you
m'dear says (12:33 AM):
you always put the effort to just type those to letters "hi" to me whenever i get the chance to go on the computer
and it really does mean a lot
it's my turn to put effort into our friendship
thanks for always being there angelo lo lo lo!
you're amazing, i truly do mean that
.lєzαdα,αngelo; zero says (12:35 AM):
awe, i'm speechless! D:
m'dear says (12:35 AM):
lol. well that's a first
i'm kidding
i just wanted to tell you that
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