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Fatigue. Total confusion. Just want to be friends, because I’ll get over myself soon enough anyway. Cut the red thing out.
» Posted By agloe On 02.17.2013 @ 6:42 pm
Words are meaningless and forgettable. Enjoy the silence.
» Posted By agloe On 01.28.2013 @ 8:56 am
When Death stares you in the face, you can choose to bow your head and go, perhaps quietly, or you can stare back, and when his hand stretches out to grab ahold of your throat, you bite down and don’t go quietly, but press on, screaming, with a fire in your eyes and a scream in your throat.
» Posted By agloe On 01.22.2013 @ 9:36 pm
You chose what little game to play, so I went along with it, and in the end, I bit my tongue and made my choice just as much as you did. But instead of tears and sobbing or red-hot anger – the things that usually become of this business – I felt something that I didn’t expect. I felt…blissful.
» Posted By agloe On 01.17.2013 @ 1:05 pm
I give the same speech to myself over and over again as the third existential crisis of the day hits me. What’s done is done, and what is happening is real and it is now. At the end of the day, I don’t think I’m a sad story. I never have. I merely break down under the weight of my own nihilistic lack of confidence, but even that is finally disappearing. In the end, I’ll still speak only when spoken to.
» Posted By agloe On 01.14.2013 @ 2:35 pm
We all break down, and lose people and memories and things. Everybody hurts, and we all need a good cry sometimes, because in the end, you’re not just a sad story. We are here, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why.
» Posted By agloe On 01.11.2013 @ 9:34 pm
There’s no good in your eyes anymore, and it makes me want to drive home, drunk and alone, curse the faces that I rarely see and wanting to just drown myself in the gold because you can’t let it go. It’s that need like nothing else. I bullshit with the best and wait for what’s perfect, and whine and moan more than most about where I think my life will take me but I know that’s no sort of pretending. I guess it’s the things that I don’t say that make me feel like I’m just pretending. Nothing is worse than doing nothing, I know, but who’s hiding it? You can’t stay angry forever, or so I’m told. But the house gets so quiet, sitting here wishing for just an hour or two alone with you. It’s always too personal. They all mention how tired I look and I realize I haven’t said a word in hours. I guess it’s the things that I don’t say.
» Posted By agloe On 01.10.2013 @ 9:20 pm
Why am I so damned unhappy all of the time?
» Posted By agloe On 01.10.2013 @ 8:18 pm
I see that these posts cause nothing but havoc and misinterpretation, and because of that, I think this will be my last one. It’s for the best. Jesus, it never ends, does it?
» Posted By agloe On 01.08.2013 @ 7:52 pm
Out of the darkness, he spoke once more. The words sent shivers through my body, and everything went numb and black. Was this really what it was like, talking to him back in the days of yesteryear? Why did it all have to come to this?
We all got left behind. We let it all slip away.
» Posted By agloe On 01.07.2013 @ 6:12 pm
Do I ever have the right words to say? Why should this be any different?
» Posted By agloe On 01.06.2013 @ 4:51 pm
Maybe it’s just my bad experiences that stop me from thinking straight sometimes. Maybe I’m just morose. Maybe, in the end, everybody cares and everybody understands. Maybe someday, all will be forgiven.
» Posted By agloe On 01.05.2013 @ 9:56 pm
I was placed in a very difficult situation. Betray my brother in all but flesh and blood for the lies and deceit that he was creating, or play along with his sick and twisted little game. There would be casualties in the end, but I made my choice and I stay by it, because in the end, you were the one that decided to inhale and shoot up and throw his affection at women like a farmer throws feed to chickens. Why’d you have to go and let it die?
» Posted By agloe On 01.03.2013 @ 5:14 pm
it isn’t until we realize we are all living every moment on borrowed time that we can see the things that are truly worth living for. It’s funny how without the safety of a plan, you start to wake up wanting to wake up, wanting to live every moment you’ve been given. You’ve been here before. You know there are a million faces that would love to see you fail. Climb on their backs. Use their sneering jawlines to rise above the dust. Keep fighting. Keep loving. Keep grasping to break whatever is keeping you chained to this parasite romance with what they call success.
» Posted By agloe On 01.02.2013 @ 2:06 pm
“Grief doesn’t change you, Hazel. It reveals you.”
If that sentiment is true, then I am broken. Like a puppet cut from its strings.
» Posted By agloe On 12.30.2012 @ 3:46 pm
I know that I’m supposed to be happy that it’s Christmas, but I can’t help but feel like the time of “giving” is just some big, long commercial. Instead of feeling the closeness of friends and family, I’m shunned and ignored by those I care about, and my thoughts leave me thinking of his big Cheshire cat smile and the future that was savagely stripped away from him by an unloving god,
» Posted By agloe On 12.24.2012 @ 8:57 pm
My world collapses like the lungs I’ve overused. I’ve lost my last fleeting glimpses of peace, for they were from you. I keep my eyes firmly closed hoping I won’t see your face, but you are everywhere a shadow. I am alone.
» Posted By agloe On 12.22.2012 @ 8:29 pm
I was riding in a car and became intent on watching the raindrops on the window. Two separate drops, pushed by the wind, merged into one for a moment and then divided. Each carrying with it a part of the other simply by that momentary touching. Neither was what it had been before. I realized then that we never touch people so lightly that we do not leave a trace. The smiles of others give us hope and make us feel warm. People’s hand-prints leave heart-prints and memories. There often comes a time to say goodbye to loved ones. We can’t always choose the timing of our goodbyes, but we can choose the words of our heart. I wish that each of us says goodbye with an attitude of trust, faith, and love. Believing our hearts led us together to celebrate and further our journeys, and maybe, just maybe those farewells are not the last of us.
» Posted By agloe On 12.20.2012 @ 2:32 pm
Is it wrong to want to walk away when every day of your life looks
like today and today looks like a rotting lifeless gray? I don’t know
where things went wrong with me…but I feel like I’ve become a timid
shadow of the person I’ve always wanted to be. And I’ve been thinking
about my past today…thinking of all those times I was afraid…and
all those times that I felt worthless and ashamed. I know, I thought I
was strong. I said I would never change…but that burning house left
me an empty frame…and no longer can I decay…no longer can I keep
my heart locked away. Have you ever felt like you are wasting your
whole life searching for something you can’t find? There’s been so
much talk of so many slashed up wrists…but we’re much too young to
be dwelling on thoughts like this. So scrape your heart up from the
bottom of the bottom of the barrel. Keep your faith in the path that’s
growing narrow. Kill the doubt inside your head. We overcome. We push
» Posted By agloe On 12.17.2012 @ 10:11 pm
As the poison that I stupidly ingested, the poison some call school food, flies out of my throat, all I want is for someone to reach out and give me a hug and tell me that it’s all going to be okay. But my voice just echoes off these walls, and once again, I’m left futilely wrapping my arms around myself in an embrace to give some kind of comfort.
» Posted By agloe On 12.11.2012 @ 1:29 pm
Maybe I’m being square about it, but I still like her and I’m not sure how you feel about me. It’d be better with you, because you’re here. You care. You understand. You love life. But I’m not sure if we deserve one another.
» Posted By agloe On 11.23.2012 @ 10:22 pm
If you climb the hill in my hometown, there’s a graveyard. The eroded tombstones bear names and stories long forgotten. If you listen very closely, you might just hear them say “we made it. Now we’re going home”.
» Posted By agloe On 11.23.2012 @ 12:20 am
I just want to be more than just somebody to you…..
» Posted By agloe On 11.12.2012 @ 2:01 pm
From the height of emotion, the orgasmic apex of my life so far, down into the cold depths of my mind where I was last winter. I want to just disappear completely……….
» Posted By agloe On 11.04.2012 @ 8:03 pm
Shh, do you hear that? The sound, like that of a beating drum, was just my heart trying to jump out of my skin. I put all of my trust and faith in him, and leave it to him to pull something shallow like this. But I really don’t feel down about it, just disappointed. I guess I’m just too callused from this kind of thing anymore.
» Posted By agloe On 10.23.2012 @ 4:00 pm
I decided to take charge of the situation. Watching someone so innocent believing wholeheartedly in a lie was too much, so I let the truth out, and in doing so, betrayed one of the few that actually has something of an understanding of my existence. It was sincere, yet surreal at the same time. It’s not easy to make your world turn upside down, but sometimes, it’s for the better to let go, sit back, and watch as things unfold.
» Posted By agloe On 10.20.2012 @ 11:51 pm
As I walked through the entrance to the library, I was unsure about recent happenings almost as much as I was about the standardized test lying before me. Until now, it seemed as if everything had their places in the world, that some things would undeniably exist, but things have changed too much to believe that anymore. It’s the end of the world for some, but I feel fine.
» Posted By agloe On 10.17.2012 @ 1:49 pm
The upper part of my face was on fire. I had gone from feeling perfectly fine to feeling sick in an instant. If only this mentality would fly out like the vomit that is surely on its way.
» Posted By agloe On 10.14.2012 @ 9:50 pm
Gone are most of the problems that used to taunt my existence. I decided to question my role in the universe, and in turn, I got caught up in all of the unfulfilled and unanswered aspects of it. It used to bother me to no end that I had no reason to exist, but anymore, that reason is my own to dictate, and it’s beautiful and hideous at the same time. It’s a hell of a thing.
» Posted By agloe On 10.12.2012 @ 10:32 pm
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For a change, it’s not wet outside, but it still feels like a storm is raging on. Sometimes, I really want to go back in time and stop myself from doing things that I’d later regret. Sometimes, I’d like to stop the storm from coming.
» Posted By agloe On 10.11.2012 @ 1:17 pm