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I write here for myself to keep my thoughts organized about my personal uneventful life and everything
else in between. I speak Engrish for the most part. So if you're a judging close minded asshole or
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Wednesday, November 5, 2014 @ 7:16 AM
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I told you, you'd give up on me.
I'm alive but not living. The other day I read something like "She was smart, until she fell in love." I instantly thought well fuck me and fuck pretty words and empty promises. I just want to erase myself and life for a while. I think that's what I'm doing. Because now that I think back about all the little things and observed myself from how helpless I was, I can see clearly people treated me like shit despite all their pretty little lies and I let them because I wanted so badly for it to be. But then again sometimes (as much as I try not to) I think back and I can't help but feel a bit bitter. Those who claimed I am everything but turned their back on me; it turns out I don't think too much of them either after analyzing all thats happened. I was disillusioned by all their bullshit, being treated like shit and taken for granted because I don't play the game like every girl should? I guess its true that people don't appreciate what they have and only covet what they can't or don't have; being addicted to the chase. It's all just an ego boost if the person wins. It's disgusting. I honestly thought I was smarter than that but I was just buried under the illusion of a grandiose image.
Seriously.
I. felt. so. fucking. stupid.
and maybe I generally am.
But I didn't think I was this insignificant.
I've made myself easily disposable.
Fuck me.
Well, it's 7am and can't sleep anymore. I'm slowly losing track of my life, but maybe I'll start pouring all my emo whining rants here again to keep myself sane. Because I don't know where I am anymore.
Labels: alone, depressed, fucked up, gackt, hurt, letting go, lies, life, lost, mad, memories, mistakes, ocd, poem, quote, rant, relationships, resolutions, truths Saturday, July 5, 2014 @ 4:51 PM
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I hate myself for still dreaming of us only
to wake up to this sickening empty feeling.
It says a silent but hurt expression, doesn't it?
Haven't you ever been hurt?
Maybe you don't know because you're always on the other side?
Then let me tell you how it feels.
Falling asleep and waking up are hell too.
Because you can't figure out how you and
the person you love are to become strangers.
You can't even complain to other people.
Because they may badmouth him. So, you cry alone.
It’s ended, you've broken up, but only memories of love come to mind.
But, the more you do that, the longer it takes to erase those memories.
But the thing that really hurts, is that the other
person doesn't even seem to be thinking of you
It feels like it’s just you that can’t let go.
That person seems to have forgotten all about you and is just happy.
All you want to do is die, but you can't die either.
Because you might never… see that person again.
Labels: alone, bad days, bad habits, depressed, falling, fucked up, hurt, i don't fucking know., i miss you, insomnia, letting go, lies, lost, love, mentality, reflections, relationships, self destructive Monday, June 2, 2014 @ 9:40 AM
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A second
A minute
An hour
A day goes by
I'm hopin'
Just to be by your side
I'm turnin'
The handle
It won't open
Don't make me wait
Cause right now
I need your smile
Knock knock
When life had locked me out
I turned to you
So open the door
'Cause you're all I need right now it's true
Nothin' works like you
Little louder
Little louder
Little louder knockin'
Little louder
Little louder
A warm bath
A good laugh
An old song
That you know by heart
I've tried it
But they all leave me cold
So now I'm
Here waiting
To see you,
My remedy
For all that's
Been hurting me.
When life had locked me out
I turned to you
So open the door
'Cause you're all I need right now it's true
Nothin' works like you
You seem to know the way
To turn my frown
Upside down
You always know what to say
To make me feel like everything's okay
Little louder
Little louder
Little louder knockin' (oh oh)
Little louder
Little louder
Little louder knockin'
Little louder
Little louder
When life had locked me out
I turned to you
And you open the door
'Cause you're all I need right now it's true
Nothin' works like you
When life had knocked me down
Well I turned to you
And you open the door
'Cause you're all I need right now it's true
Nothin' works like you
Little louder
Little louder
Little louder knockin'
Little louder
Little louder
Nothin' works like you, oh oh
Little louder knockin'
Little louder
Little louder
Little louder knockin'
Little louder
Little louder
Little louder knockin'
When life had locked me out
Well I turned to you
And you open the door
You're all I need right now it's true
Nothin' works like you
Labels: alone, bad days, bad habits, breaking everything, depressed, falling, fucked up, hurt, i don't fucking know., i miss you, lost, relationships Sunday, September 29, 2013 @ 9:14 PM
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“here she is, all mine, trying her best to give me all she can. How could I ever hurt her? But I didn’t understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair.” Its been a battle just trying to get some time on the phone with him and every time I finally do get permission which is rather said because otherwise without it, all my calls are ignored. The entire phone call just starts with hostility. I don't know where it is coming from, it only makes me think you hate me now. Theres no more exceptions. But even towards are stranger you aren't so harsh. Thats why I can't hold back the tears, hearing your hatred and annoyance in your voice simply because you have to take my phone call is very disheartening. Every word pierces like a needle with your anger and tone. Theres not the slightest tone of remorse of a lost love or that I was loved at all. Usually I don't put up with people who treat me like shit, but time and time again I try to get across to you facing your anger. You don't even realize I'm already changing all my standards and self respect for you. You think you can hear it by tone or life decisions, but you'll never really know all of it. I'm willing to take all the hits as long as I get to stay a part of your life, even if its an insignificant part out of pity. We say we're going to take some time off; I know for sure I'll never love anyone like I do you, but you already brought up the part of moving on to new people who makes us happier. I thought I made you happy or you loved me for the way I made you feel. So if you're actively looking for a new love while I;n loyally waiting for yours, what do I do then? Winter break, spring break, all of it is still not enough time for you. When is there enough time? I don't want to be led on with illusions of a second chance and left even more broken. I can see you deleting me from all the parts of your life already. So I erased myself from face book entirely. I only wrote and updated about us to begin with. I have no use for it anymore. Have you realized your life is a lot simpler and happier without me existing in your world? I don't see any reason otherwise to your constant harsh tone filled with discontent and annoyance. There was a time when you wanted me to talk to you and make my whole world about you. Now that it is, my whole world is falling apart. I gave you everything I had mentally and physically. but the happiness I thought we had wasn't enough to keep you here. I feel like such a fool. Stupid Stupid girl. I always feel for your pretty words and you can lie to me and deceive me and I'll probably still fall for it anyway because I've given up all my self respect to make you happy. You never realized it or acknowledge it. Or else we wouldn't be at this point where you're telling me I am poison and will never change. I've changed so much more than you know inside and out in order to please you. I'm just a foolish girl in the end. I gave you myself and now it feels like you threw my heart on the pavement, stepped all over it, and backed up your car a few times over it. “But who can say what's best? That's why you need to grab whatever chance you have of happiness where you find it, and not worry about other people too much. My experience tells me that we get no more than two or three such chances in a life time, and if we let them go, we regret it for the rest of our lives.”
When did I mean so little that you can discard me just like that at first without even a thought of trying. Am I the only one whose stupid and refuse to let go because I believe we owe it to ourselves to give it a try? If you're actively looking for a new love that will please you mentally and physically in all the ways you want without speaking back to you, I'll still wait in the background. I've waiting for 8 years watching you love and live your life with someone else in silence. Its selfish to only want someone who never speaks back and is best for you because they treat you well and need you. Its all about your satisfaction. But what about the other person? will you love them simply because they are like your pet and obey you in every sense? You love them because they love you? Or would you rather love someone not out of selfishness but truly love someone because they are the amazing person you always thought them to be, even if they aren't what you need from a relationship thats all about you. You were hurt and made a huge deal when I broke several promises, but you broke every single promise you made to me since day one doing this and I can still find it in my heart to forgive you. But I'm still holding onto your promises. You're a man of your word right? then stop taking the easy way out like I'm so disposing whore.who means nothing so you can brush off and trash me anytime. If you love someone fight for them if you don't even put up a struggle and fight, that only tells the world, yourself and me that person didn't mean much to you to begin with. Its frustrating no matter how you try to justify your actions. And most of all, it hurts. It pains me to every part of me to see thats all I was worth. Despite everything, It's only about what you believe to be true and the correct approach. Just you and your stubborn believes that your words and thoughts are absolute. Are you not capable of mistakes? Are you god? Is it only your way or the highway?Either way it feels like I'm getting run over and trampled by things flying by me. So why don't you just pull the trigger because I'm slowly dying by your hands and relentless beliefs in your own point of view. I'm willing to compromise everything and to try everything, but why is it that you can just stomp around in anger without doing your part of what we need to improve. It's not just all me, so please stop treating me like shit every time I try to get through to you and have a solid understand on both sides. The way you act and behave. The way you constantly try to get away and hang up. It'd all so harsh, do you see or hear yourself? I do. But I still love you. I never said I was smart but everything you've done to me and got me to believe has opened up a pandora's box I can't close. And it's all for you. Ive chanced a lot more than you recognize over all this time, you're just blinded by whatever it is you want to call how you treat me to acknowledge any of it. Either way, I'm waiting for you and my voice never to reach you changes into a sad song. I think for now, I'll just bury myself with school since I'm literally all alone. Theres no one reaching out to me and there is no longer anyone I can reach out to for help and support anymore. I feel like I have zero friends and nobody in my life as always. But its nothing new. I'll just pretend I woke up from a really long dream and I'm back to where I was. No matter how much suffering I went through I never want to let go of these memories. As long as you remember me, I don't care of everyone else forgets.
Labels: alone, apathetic, bad days, bad habits, breaking everything, communication, depressed, drama, frustration, fucked up, hurt, i don't fucking know., lost, relationships, sad, self-esteem, sorrow, tired, truths Saturday, September 28, 2013 @ 6:05 AM
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Stupid me to believe in stupid you.
Theres no such things such as fairytales is there... It was all just pretty words and empty proises. You never loved me because you don't even know what love is otherwise you wouldn't be doing this to me. If anything you sad was true. Take the time to talk about it. Think a lot and live without it. I feel like such a fucking toy another head over heels idiot. Its always the people we love the most that hurts us the most. Was it fun destroying me all over again?
I thought I lost you somewhere
But you were never really ever there at all
And I want to get free
Talk to me
I can feel you falling
And I wanted to be
All you need
Somehow here is gone
I am no solution
To the sound of this pollution in me, yeah
And I was not the answer
So forget you ever thought it was me, yeah
I just want to drown.
This is a living nightmare.
I don't want to wake up to this.
But you take all your lies
And wish them all away
And my voice, never to reach you, changes into a sad song,,,
I can never reach you, it's exactly how you want it to be.
Labels: alone, breaking everything, death, depressed, fucked up, goo goo dolls, hurt, insomnia, letting go, lies, lost, lyrics, mistakes, relationships, sad Tuesday, September 24, 2013 @ 10:39 PM
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I know I'm getting annoyingly repetitive with all the "I miss you/him" but theres no other way to say it. Quite frankly, even if I said it a billion more times, it would still not amount to the depth and how much I really do miss him. Its beyond anything imaginable or describable. Maybe I'm scary but when I fall so deeply, I can't help it. He's my addiction and there's no cure but the moments I get to see him and even then, I still can't get enough. I never get sick of us and if anything I just want more and more, like as if I'm falling in love all over again each and everyday especially when we are together.
I've been smoking way too much lately due to the stress of school, debts, tuition and relationship matters in addition to the extra constant worrying and anticipation. I've been trying Newport Menthol Gold 100s and they're actually pretty good. I usually don't like menthol too much and I'm not a frequent fan of Newport but this blend kinda works. The menthol is very light while the tobacco is really smooth but I can still feel the strong side. It gives the same kick as most stronger cigarettes without the harshness or horrible aftertaste. Anyway, random review aside, I can really feel it taking a toll on my lungs and body but I can't stop. I wish things were different in a sense that things can be ok again. None of my anti anxiety medicine is holding me down from all this drama lately. I can't fall asleep even with my sleep medicine. It's hell all over again and I just want it to stop and be happy with the person I love.
Today has been yet another one of those days. Everyday is exactly the same but increasingly worst the longer we not only have to be apart but we can't even talk. I wonder if he misses me as much as I miss him... I hope this time apart will give him time to realize we need each other in so many different ways. More than anything in the world. Are you having the same hard time I am having without you in my daily life? Since he was the one who requested so much time to think about it, I'm not sure if I'm really missed or needed as much as I do him. But I'm hurting for us, I need our love and I need him. All I can do is look through our pictures and read all his letters, notes and reminders which probably isn't the best thing to do, but it's the only thing helping me cope. Every word and memory I cling onto preciously only reminds me more of how we are infinite. This time away isn't clearing my mind one bit, it's only making it worst for me. But I guess I'm just the person who just needs to address the issue at hand at the moment as soon as possible with the best results so we can both feel at ease and loved again. Pulling it on or on hold really kills me but theres nothing I can do but count the seconds to the minutes to the hours to the days. Really I can't believe it's only day two and it felt like two months instead. All I can feel or think of is the constant longing to hear his soothing voice once again in a loving tone and that everything is going to be okay. Please let it be okay. I couldn't sleep again last night until around 6am in the morning then I woke up again and it was already close to 10. My classes already started and theres really no class Im in a hurry to, one of my classes is already having it's first quiz tomorrow and I'm going to miss it because I think the professor drops the lowest grade so I'll take the hit for that being my dropped grade and do well on the rest of the misterms and finals to make up for it. Theres still many quizzes to come that only make up a small percentage of the grade. Compromise has been the only way I've been getting through school and I really need ot finish for the few people I care about in life so we can keep moving forward. I've gotten two tickets in the last day and night for an expired registration sticker. These stupid meter maids really have nothing better to do but make all their money giving out tickets for every little shit here. It's like they have a quota or a competition for who gives out the most parkings tickets gets to be the uniform of the month. Assholes. Well, I've been running errands all night to fix up the registration and whatnot. I can't even see in the dark anymore, driving in the dark is like blind driving to me, I strain to see all the shadows and just follow the blurry lights by colors ahead of me. I see nothing. I really need to get my eyes checked to get an updated diagnoses on what degree what eyes are at and maybe try to fix it when I'm not entirely broke. Well, heres to the extra headache I get from straining my eyes constantly to see anything. Just add it to this whole everything hurts thing I have going on most of the time. Well it's 1am now and I've been up since got knows when, running on a couple of hours of sleep. I can actually feel myself blacking out as I type and I keep typing while half asleep although I have no idea what I'm talking about or I don't make any sense at all. Although all thats on my mind is still us and how everything should be okay again, I need to try to pass out so maybe I'll have a chance at actually hearing all 8 of my alarms when they go off before I need to get ready to leave for class. The exhaustion tends to build up sometimes and when I finally sleep, it's like I go into a coma and don't respond or hear anything. It's not something I want as a regular part of my life and theres on'y so little I can try to do to prevent it from being a norm that would eventually fuck up school for me again. I don't know how he does it, but sometimes he's like superman when I know and see all that he does for me, work and everything else in his life. I can see how I must have been so much extra work and another source of unwanted extra exhaustion in addition to the long days and constant lack of sleep. Meanwhile on the other hand all I wanted was to see more of him. Theres always two sides to the story but regardless, I'm sorry love. I know it must be tough to keep up or put up with me while working your ass off. I'm always forever grateful, I just missed you too much it got to my head sometimes from sitting at home all day awaiting your return as the sole purpose of my everyday life and routine I just want to become what you became to me. For you and between us, because you make me want to become a better person because I see so much greatness and good qualities in you and so I want to become all that for you too. The days have been sad and weeping to crying historically has been the same new routine I want to break. But I need him to break it with and for me. So we can keep moving forward like we always have and just our presence to each other is enough to make the other happy with this indescribable feeling of warmth, safety and love flowing from one to another. I miss our moments. But most of all, I miss you... Labels: alone, bad days, breaking everything, communication, depressed, dull, frustration, fucked up, hurt, i miss you, insomnia, miserable, mistakes, relationships, sad, smoking, sorry, stuck, tired Monday, September 23, 2013 @ 7:22 PM
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It's hard when I feel completely mute for the entire day. It's kinda become second nature to me to momentarily tell him how much I miss him or share our day... Several times I naturally went to our messenger conversation and typed I miss you so much ): but realized I couldn't send it. It's all the little things that keeps me going. Even though we don't get to talk much due to our schedule and time, just knowing he's there and thinking of me was enough to fill the void I felt today. It's going to be a super long week... sigh. If this is what my life will amount to, I really don't want to live it. This daily mundane emptiness is killing me. It's been a bad day that dragged on to what feels like forever. I don't actually remember the last time I had a good day since I've been back or stuck here myself to be honest. All I want is to see him again and just be in the comfort of each other's embrace and presence.
I guess at least I finally went to the doctor's today for all my medication. I really wish I didn't have to take them but my insomnia is killing me. Then the rest of it was just a blur, class, bursars, finally got my on campus parking permit. Sociology today was all on the subject matter of love and relationships again. It was killing me like rubbing lemon on a wound. I haven't ate anything in about 2-3 days now but water and tea. Lately I just have no appetite. My daily routine= laying in bed wishing you were here, wake, school, attempt to sleep and that's about it.
I really wish the week would go by sooner and today was Saturday and everything is okay. This anticipation and my constant worrying is pushing my anxiety to a max. It's all thats running in my head. I hate it when left hanging or having to anticipate anything. No matter what I do my head just wanders back to that question praying for the best because that's all I have left and its the only thing in my power... To hope he comes around to realize the magnitude of us. I usually think soul mates and love at first sight and all that stuff was garbage but I stand corrected by the universe; because I do believe we are soul mates and I wish he could see that too... I miss you all the time.
Labels: alone, bad days, communication, depressed, dull, falling, frustration, fucked up, hurt, i don't fucking know., i miss you, insomnia, lost, love Sunday, September 22, 2013 @ 8:58 PM
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I feel completely helpless and more vulnerable than I've ever been. This is going to be the longest week of my life. Just don't ever forget our bond and love for each other and how its above everything. I hope the right decision is made after all we've been through all these years. You can't say you love somebody and do something so cruel without any remorse or trying; crushing them to dust because I'm already broken. I can't handle anymore of it. If it's all taken away, I no longer have a purpose in life. The future we dreamt of together ends before it even started. Don't you see that we haven't even started the rest of our lives yet, this is just the beginning and the stepping stone to our relationship and theres bond be mistakes in the beginning. But we will learn from them.and learn to love more. Love is above all that remorse and grief. We were just so naive but we can take this as a lesson. Never take the amazing person you fell in love for granted and find that unconditional love. We deserve way more than a chance at happiness together because we're meant to be. I fell for the person you were before all of this and under it all, I'll always love you for who you are, regardless.The universe and the world is such a large place and out of billions of people and after a decade, life brought us together and I've never stopped loving you. This merits a lot more than just not giving a shit anymore and throwing in the towel. I hope he comes around and understand what I'm trying to say. We belong together. Labels: alone, bad days, bad habits, beginning, breaking everything, communication, depressed, drama, falling, frustration, fucked up, hurt, insomnia, life, lost, love Friday, September 20, 2013 @ 8:07 PM
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Because I'm fucked up. And because I fucked up. Not because I didn't love you.
I don't even know how to express how I feel. Sometimes, it just cuts so deep. And I keep wondering what the hell went wrong. Was there a huge defining moment that changed it all or did things just accumulate over time? I really don't know. Maybe I'm looking for someone to blame because I don't understand anything. Nothing was ever perfect, but I can't pinpoint where it went wrong. I guess I need closure. I just want to know what the hell happened. I thought we were good. But I always think that - in my mind, everything is perfect, fine the way they are. And then someone tells me this isn't enough and I can do nothing but agree. If you say this isn't enough, then it isn't. I can't change how you feel even if it invalidates my own emotions. I get pissed off and say, I'm giving you all I've got and your response? Not good enough. So it isn't good enough for you, okay. Your words fucking gut me, but okay, you're entitled to feel this way who am I to say anything different? Your feelings are your own and no matter what I do, I can't prove you wrong. So it isn't enough and you want to walk. And you walk. But if you're gonna go, can you take everything with you? Can you just take it all with you? Oh, you don't give a shit. But I get so frustrated. Because maybe this can be fixed but what do we go back to? There's nothing. That shit kills me. And you - you're all, Get the fuck over it. Move on, because I already have. So live your life. I don't hold anything against you. I just can't help but miss you all the time. And no one really understands. I can't really tell anyone either. Well, I'm standing on my own now and I know you are too. But there are so many questions and certain things keep replaying in my mind - there was a moment, I know there was. I know the date. I remember the words. And I know I was wrong. So I keep going back to that moment - and it's truly the one thing I regret. I always go back to that day. If I didn't love you, I wouldn't be in agony right now. And I'm always torn between wanting to let you know how much I care and pretending that I don't anymore. Because you basically said fuck it, because you saw that I was hurting and you still said, fuck it, get over yourself. And still all I want, all I need is to let you know that I loved you to the best of my ability. Even things we thought were meant forever won't last. But I don't want you to look back and think, She never loved me. She doesn't give a fuck. Labels: alone, bad days, bad habits, breaking everything, depressed, falling, frustration, fucked up, hurt, i don't fucking know., lies, life, lost, love Sunday, September 15, 2013 @ 11:37 PM
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So taunt me, and hurt me, Nothings ever going to be the same. I'm falling apart all over the place and no one is ever here. Although theres always friends, I've come to a point in my life where I feel like I have no one. I was so delusional to think I'm worthy of love. This emptiness is killing me. This silence I use to embrace is driving me crazy. I opened up too much and let myself go too much, now it's the beginning of the end. Story of my life. I was naive to think there are such things such as happy endings or fairy tales. Look where I am now. Nowhere and here. Still the same place I always was and regressing. But you but you I haven't been so broken down since my childhood and trying to survive the abuse and death. I've lost myself and given myself away and now my heart and life is in someone else's hands. All free to step all over or rip apart freely. I'm not as strong as people think. I've tried to be a solid wall all these years and at the end its just tiresome. I'm burnt out from all the pain and hurt acquired and I can't carry anymore. I gave up on myself years ago just like that and because of that. Living is so tiresome and life hasn't been very friendly. I can feel myself shutting down all over again and falling back into the deep dark pit I've dug myself in over the years. I'll be whatever people want me to be or wish I was because no one accepts the real me in its entire form. I should have known better. I'll be your rag doll. It hurts too much to want anymore; to wish for any more. I wish you'd talk to me more and show me you love me more, because god knows I need it. I can barely breathe. I'm torn... Labels: alone, bad days, bad habits, breaking everything, depressed, falling, fucked up, hurt, i don't fucking know., life, lost, love Wednesday, August 14, 2013 @ 1:17 AM
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I've lost count on how many times I've re-watched this movie but I think it's about that time of my mental state to see it again. To feel some kind of relation to other fucked up, psychedelic, domestic violence or religiously ironic lives.
Koike: "Give it to me."
ゆらゆら帝国 - 空洞です
Hollow Emptiness
ぼくの心をあなたは奪い去った
俺は空洞 でかい空洞
全て残らずあなたは奪い去った
俺は空洞 面白い
バカな子どもが ふざけて駆け抜ける
俺は空洞 でかい空洞
いいよ くぐりぬけてみな 穴の中
どうぞ 空洞
なぜか町には大事なものがない
それはムード 甘いムード
意味を求めて無意味なものがない
それはムード とろけそうな
入り組んだ路地であなたに出会いたい
それはムード 甘いムード
誰か 味見をしてみな 踊りたい
さあどうぞ ムード
ぼくの心をあなたは奪い去った
俺は空洞 でかい空洞
全て残らずあなたは奪い去った
俺は空洞 面白い
バカな子どもが ふざけて駆け抜ける
俺は空洞 でかい空洞
いいよ くぐりぬけてみな 穴の中
さあどうぞ 空洞
空洞
空洞
空洞
空洞
Labels: alone, depressed, fucked up, i don't fucking know., insanity, life, love exposure, media, music, song Monday, June 4, 2012 @ 4:06 AM
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I'm dazed out and half intoxicated. There's blood everywhere... dripping down onto my clothes, thighs, arms, floor... I don't know what happened...what the fuck is wrong with me. “I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.” —Charlie Labels: bad habits, drinking, falling, fucked up, health, hurt, i don't fucking know., insomnia, lost, sorry, stuck, tired Sunday, June 3, 2012 @ 3:00 AM
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I often have many things I need, should, and want to say but I never go through with it. This happens pretty much all the time which is frustrating as hell. I'm driving myself crazy trying to internalize everything, but I never have it in me to just let go and say everything. Most of the time it's because I'm really fucking tired of hearing myself go on like a broken record. I hate becoming a hassle. It's like watching a kid trying to explain something in a hundred different ways and gestures; you have no fucking idea what they're trying to say even though what they're really trying to tell you is actually simple. I hate that. So if I ever meet myself, I'd probably hate myself, want to punch that me in the face and tell her to shut up and stop whining, its in everyone's best interest- there is no empathy. I'm not sure if it's my pride, guard, insecurities or just how I perceive weakness and loss (or most likely its a mixture of everything topped off with sprinkles of insanity) but regardless of whatever reason it may be, in the end, nothing ever comes out. Or maybe it's because I can never figure out a way to articulate it in a way so that it's understandable or I simply just chicken out. Me vs my brain, Brain wins as usual. Fucking hell. I stray away and get lost very easily if left alone because of this obsession. I don't even know what I'm saying anymore... I got nowhere. Labels: bad habits, fucked up, i don't fucking know., lost, rant, stuck Friday, June 1, 2012 @ 1:26 AM
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I don’t know what’s wrong with me. It’s like all I can do is keep writing this gibberish to keep from breaking apart.I'm trying not to be this way. I really am. It seems like I've been chronically stuck with Charlie Brown syndrome or something. Not sure what to do or what to think- Do I actually believe this or do I just want to believe it... it's so tiring trying to figure everything out and find a logical meaning. What appears to be the simplest always become the most complicated. I often wonder if I'm really just being stupid and delusional when it all boils down. This is why I stay apathetic, otherwise I self destruct under all the insecurities. The disease in me is overpowering. I can't keep my thoughts together anymore, I can barely keep up. I'm writing complete nonsense, I need to stop. The only way I know how to deal with this is to start isolating myself from others for minimal damage. I can't stand myself whenever I'm like this, it's repulsive. Something really is wrong with me. And I don't know what it is. Labels: bad days, bad habits, breaking everything, drama, fucked up, hurt, i don't fucking know., life, mentality, ocd, self-esteem Friday, January 20, 2012 @ 3:40 AM
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It's been 3 months since I started this and I realize that my posts or blogging is getting more sparse with time but most nights I just don't have the stamina to organize my thoughts. At least I haven't rage and deleted everything yet. I try hard not to look back and read any of my old entries or I'll end up deleting everything. Writing would probably be something like yoga comparatively to me. I mean if yoga actually worked (which it doesn't for me) I can't multitask while I try to mentally outline topics to bitch about and how I should go about it. It doesn't help that my life is just boring while I'm generally angry for no particular reason. Maybe that's what makes it so much harder for me to keep up with blogging - My life is boring as fuck, I'm boring and I'm bored. I don't know why I'm randomly thinking of that South Park episode where all the people who have anger issues have small penises. Yeah, I don't even have a penis- therefore I am angry. Actually it's most likely just me PMSing. I have no idea what the fuck I'm talking about... I should really change the layout of this thing soon. I'm getting sick of this one. As far as following through with my new years resolution goes, it's mostly failures with small successes. The success is mostly me giving myself too much credit for trivial things. What can I say? I haven't rage quit any of my jobs yet. I finally hauled my ass into the DMV today to get a proper ID after putting it off for years and so I can start driving soon before the Spring semester starts. Oh, and I actually went into school for paperwork and all that stuff I generally avoid and screw myself over with. So far the past two days in a row I've done somethings somewhat productive on my endless to do list since I have more days off lately. I think I've been saying I'll go to the DMV for the past 4 or 5 years now and I've put it off until just today. So yeah, small victories. On the other hand, I haven't entirely quit smoking like I said I would. Well my excuse is that just because its the first day of the first month of the year, doesn't mean it has to be the benchmark of when I quit. I think its really become more of a habit to me rather than me actually needing to do it. It's like drinking coffee in the morning, caffeine doesn't do much for me but I drink coffee religiously anyway. Honestly, I can go through my shift or entire days without smoking and I'd feel completely fine. Maybe it's just because I still have whatever I have left. The allotted amount I was suppose to smoke in a lifetime hasn't been entirely finished... literally. Workplace2 has been cutting my shifts so I'm down to working there only Friday and Saturday nights, at least for the past week and this week I'm not sure if that's how my schedule is going to be from now on. I'm not making as much since I only work 4 days a week now but I'm honestly a bit relieved in some ways since the work was starting eat away at me. Mentally and physically so this will give me a good about of "down time", I'm like an old machine- I need a lot of down time or I'll start feeling overwhelmed constantly. I generally have bad posture + I lift with my back so my backs been killing me lately. Another thing to add to my list of things that makes me seem like some miserable old bastard. All the gossip and work drama hasn't exactly made it easier to go in. I well aware that I'm actually always late by 5-15 minutes to work. No one really said anything previously but people are starting to talk and I got asked about it in workplace1. I mean, I work overtime all the time and dinner doesn't really "start" or get busy until after 6 or 7 so me being late at the beginning of my shift doesn't matter at all. I tend to justify things in my own head and stubbornly believe it. That's what gets me in trouble most of the time. The thing is, I don't think I'd care too much if I get fired for being late a couple minutes all the time. They're basically doing the dirty work for me. I go in late to workplace2 most of the time as well, they notice but they never really say anything about it. I think its the fact that I work 1-2 hours overtime because of closing work and their incompetence with settling sales. I've been thinking way too much lately and I can feel myself relapsing all over again. There's this headache and general pain that won't go away no matter what I take. Maybe it's all in my head or I'm just straining it. I sure as hell didn't get too far with getting my life together so far. All I've been doing is work a meaningless job, it's income and it's something that fills up the days but everyday is almost exactly the same. I seriously think I'm bipolar sometimes. On some rare occasions I'd randomly have epiphanies about getting my life together. Most of the time, it happens when I hit rock bottom or the other half of the time would be something random like me walking down a street alone and realizing how beautiful the moon is that night. Fucking poet right? No, seriously it's just weird. It's getting harder to not give up or just rage and say fuck it. I'd have idealistic ideas of how I should go about my life, change and fix everything about it all at once - but then when time comes to actually do all the things I tell myself I will do- I flake out- "Next time." My mind is tired of me lying to myself all the fucking time. It really does feel like I'm betraying myself when I don't follow through most of the time. Who am I kidding? Can't even kid myself. Yeah, as if I can solve everything I've fucked up on overnight and wake up one morning with a clean slate. Wouldn't that be ideal. I've been meaning to pick up the guitar again and really give it my all this time. I need something to fill up the days and music has always been the one that was always there for me. What great company it is. Anyway, so just when I decide I want to start playing seriously, the E string snaps while I was toning it. Fucking great, I don't have spares. Being me, it's going to take me another 6 months just to get around to buying new strings. No really, its something I really want to do now. I don't know, I just feel like I'm incomplete without it. I guess I just want to be a part of something that's so important to me. To be able to play something and maybe attempt to sing something with my shitty voice. Run away and become a Rock star or just lose myself out there. Okay, being really cheesy aside; not really, I'm a cynic about being a starving artist- I just want to be able to play well since music has always been my best way of communicating. The emptiness is starting to take over again. I'm known for being cold and an ice queen in general. There were times I've had to say things I don't want to say just because its the right and best thing to do for the person. I intentionally make them hate me or resent me because it's whats best for them. Or I'd intentionally be harsh with my decisions. The thing about that is, even though I know I did the right thing and things are better off this way, I still feel like shit. Why? because a person I care about will have nothing but resentment left for me. Then that slowly turns into nothing in time. Just nothing. I become just another bad memory, simple as that. Just as intended but they'll never know why. All they'll ever know is that I was such a fucking cold hearted bitch at that moment. How can I do or say such things? Because its the only way I can stop hurting you. Because I'm the parasite, the poison, the source. I kill myself off and me being me, I'll always remember even as time dulls everything out for the other person. I'm not sure if I'm justifying this or if I'm just a coward. I do tend to have a bad habit of sabotaging everything good in my life because I feel like as if I don't deserve it so I never really accept it. Eventually I'll just start to space myself off because I'm more obsessive than I let off. When I start to feel like I'm getting pulled in or getting way too attached to a point where I may actually get hurt for letting my guard down, I shut down all over again. Its just something that's always in the back of my head- don't get too comfortable with what you have or where you are; because that's how you get hurt. And it will be no ones fault but your own for being vulnerable or believing. On the other hand, I hate it when I realize I might be caring or giving more than I should because I don't like to win. My idea of love is selfish and overprotective. I end up thinking or coming to a conclusion that I care about that person more than they care about me. Like the whole "Love is not a competition but I'm winning" thing. (I listened to that song because of the title. Turned out well.) So there's the huge dilemma- both ways, whether I'm being cared for or when I'm caring too much ends with bad conclusions. Why? ...I just am. It's a sick concept. Always my own worst enemy. I don't know what I'm doing anymore. I've been drowning myself with music lately but music has never been recovery for me. It's more like how misery loves company. I want it to speak for me, to sing for me, to scream for me- because I can't express myself correctly. Reminds me of some remarks made about music I listen to. It's like the words or random sentences still echo in my head. My mind really does work like a broken record. Things like -Why do you listen to such depressing music when you're already sad? Most of your songs are sad. You listened to a few Goo Goo Dolls albums in a row that night, you must have been really lonely. Music is my company when I'm miserable. It's my escapism. I've been listening to the Goo Goo Dolls and Lydia a lot lately along with some of my other favorite artists on shuffle. Mostly Lydia's album Illuminate- This Is Twice Now Lately, I've been feeling more frustrated than usual with my environment and situation. The feeling of being stuck. The walls are caving in on me. I can't want until I can just up and go. My only motivation right now is to work and finish school, do whatever I have to so I can get to a point where I can do that. Up and go. Just go. Anywhere. Goddamn, my entry is all over the place. Labels: fucked up, job, mentality, music, relationships, resolutions, schedule, school Sunday, January 1, 2012 @ 6:00 AM
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Ugh, I wish it would snow more. Although it feels just like any other day, tonight marks the beginning of a new year and I need change. So what better day is there to go over my resolutions or just anything I need or want to do for the next year. In no particular order: - Work on becoming a better person: > try not to sabotage everything because I generally think anything good is a fraud > stop feeling inferior constantly / work on my shitty self esteem that ranks below negative > stop being so bitter and cynical all the time or just tone it down > try not to hate myself so much > try not to go crazy or self destruct so often - Quit smoking - Get back into school and finish it. - Maintain at least a 3.5 GPA so I can transfer hopefully with success in 2 semesters - Drop the last 10 lbs I can't seem to get off - Start budgeting and saving more instead of spending impulsively on useless self indulgence things - Pace myself and maintain having a job and going to school at the same time - Start driving - Eat healthier - Learn the guitar again; I need something to be passionate about. I haven't touched art in years. - Travel somewhere for a week or two. I need a change of environment, just to get out of the city and breathe - Meet more new people - Know my priorities I usually don't write these things because I break most of my resolutions anyway but I'm trying hard so maybe I can remember what it feels like to have dreams and goals again. The resolutions that involves me to stop pampering my sorry ass, suck it up and finish what I need to do have a higher success rate of me becoming a better person, very pathetic. Things sound simple and easy laid out but starting over is very hard. Especially personality wise because its all I ever knew how to be. It gives me a headache trying to think of an explanation of the whole concept without sound like a complete dumb ass. I guess if I try to say it simply- its because I'm so fucked up I don't know where to begin. I've grown accustom to it and as sick as it sounds, its the only way I know how to operate. How can I stop being an extreme introvert, insomniac and depressed all the time? How late is too late for damage control? "We accept the love we think we deserve." I honestly believe that perfectly describes why I am the way I am in terms of relationships. I fuck everything up, because I don't believe its real. Its more of a self esteem issue that kills everything. Also, the fact that I'm afraid of intimacy. Sometimes when I hear all the sweet shit couples say to each other I feel completely awkward and wonder how they can say such nauseating things because it seems like complete bullshit or feel very fake. Maybe I'm too blocked off or I have too much pride. I'm weird. At some point I realize that commitment scares the fuck out of me. Why? because its the same reason why I'm afraid to make decisions I can't undo. I'm not willing to take a leap of faith or bet. I don't feel like "getting to know" people I just met on dates. I can't even say I have ever done the whole "dating" phase thing because I'm so paranoid and overprotective (aka. fucking psycho) that I pre-screen everything already as a friend. In other words, I'm a pussy. I wondered if I was doing it all wrong all along because it doesn't seem very normal. In some ways I feel like I'm as bad or as naive as a sheltered home school child whose never seen the world. Life becomes very boring and the emptiness starts to kick in a lot when you realize that. I isolated myself for way too long and pushed so many of my friends away because I felt the most at ease when I'm on my own.There is a calmness to it but its driving me crazy at the same time hiding from the world means I'm stuck with just myself all the time. I'm my own worst enemy. I'd reflect on the past year but all of it just seems like some long sob story and it becomes such a hassle. Whats done is done. Being hurt or hurting friends, the damage has already been done. Sometimes the best thing to do is to let go and just leave things alone, stop trying to selfishly fix everything. Stop getting involved in unnecessary drama or going back to the same vicious cycle because it never ends well. It'll just add up to more resentment. I need to learn how to stop digging my own grave. Some of the events that keep cycling in my head are- There was the time when I went MIA for a month and practically disappeared from the face of this earth which lead to the beginning of her confronting me. One thing leads to another and I was finally able to tell her why. The day when I was at the radiology clinic and called her right afterwards when the aftershock kicked in- I was a mess because I knew all along that one of the reasons I never entirely gave up was because I felt obligated to live long enough to pay her back. She cried, I haven't seen her cry in years. I had a report printed from 13 years back and it turns out they removed my entire organ because I had a large complex tumor that lead to internal bleeding and may be cancerous. So for the last 13 years of my life I had no idea what it was, I was just a child. From time to time I did wonder what the hell did they do to me from the scars but I just assumed it was appendicitis since those are very common. I never really questioned it until the lab discovered it by my old patient file by some crazy coincidence. Earlier this year I was told I had pulmonary fibrosis after an X-ray my doctor ordered when I went in for getting random spiked fevers, chest pains and painful swelling of the lymph nodes on my neck. Someone asked me how I felt about all of this coming back to me, I simply felt unlucky, guess I didn't win the genetics or health lottery. I felt blank. Sometimes maybe it is better to live obliviously. I don't know, maybe that's why I'm pushing so hard to get all my shit together lately- I afraid time will eventually turn its back on me. I haven't accomplished anything yet, I haven't repaid her yet. I'm not sure where I was trying to get with all that ranting. My thoughts are completely scattered right now, its been a rough day, week, year- but bottom line is I'm alive. Days over, I've done what I can. I'm too tired to keep going on reflecting on the past year and what I need to do for the next. Now I just need to get back on track for the upcoming year. I need some stability in my life. I need something to believe in. I want to become a better version of myself. Labels: fucked up, health, memories, mentality, new years, past year, reflections, resolutions |