• amangelindiore commented on the post, rug 1 year, 1 month ago

    I used to have an oriental rug that was crafted with gold thread. There were three eyes and three hearts in the middle. The threads were monochrome so that at different angles you saw different colors. It was beautiful and happy, majestic and stunning. It had three nails in it, they cut me and gave me tetanus.

  • ||||||| I just wanted to be able to write about how much I love him and how thankful I am for our interactions that lead up to our relationship now. Vertical buildings come to mind though, and a lot of math equations. I want to be able to live my life while embracing my academics. I want to finish medical school, but not feel like I ignored my…[Read more]

  • amangelindiore commented on the post, itchy 1 year, 5 months ago

    I’ve had eczema since I was about 4. It used to be so terribly disgusting and painful, but I think it may have taught me self-care. There really is a bright side to everything that happens to you. Or, at least, there is a lesson. No mistakes, just lessons. No regrets, just decisions.

  • Let me tell you something. I didn’t want to start to hate anyone. You made me feel like I needed to recognize I was under you but guess what, I’m not. Find yourself. A person that is nice to you but is rude to the waiter is not a nice person.

  • My mother always used to tell me about her childhood while living in the foot hills of a dormant volcano in the Philippines named Mt. Pinatubo. There is nothing I can do to get through to you.

  • One, two, three. They left the barrel and the once cold, perfectly fitting shards of metal prove their worth. He masks himself with his bandanna and scoffs at his own stench of smoke and desert sweat.

  • There’s 11 people that I have yet to meet. I don’t even actually know if I’ve met them yet, I really wonder. I want to know who my husband is. I want to know who my family is. I want to know who my greatest teacher is. I want to know who I believe in. I want to know who I am thankful for. I want to know who I love. What if they’re all different people?

  • amangelindiore commented on the post, defined 6 years ago

    I don’t know what you’re wanting to hear. How am I supposed to put you into words? Let you sit in my mind and suddeny you want out through my mouth by words? I can’t even believe that God has trusted me with such a person. How do I make up a word for everything? Because you are literally my everything. I don’t know. “Matter”?

  • amangelindiore commented on the post, date 6 years, 4 months ago

    I don’t even remember what I said to you. All I remember is what I felt when you smiled.

  • amangelindiore commented on the post, piano 6 years, 5 months ago

    There are so many beautiful things in this world. One of them includes the sound of a passionately played piano.

  • Dou you remember what you told me when we went to our first drive-in movie? It was to see Knowing, and you said that even if the whole world told you not to run back into the fire after the solar flare you would still do it if you knew I was in there. I told you you were the biggest dumbass I’ve ever met and that I didn’t date fools. I told you…[Read more]

  • cry


    I have never
    heard of such
    a boy like you.

    One that cannot feel,
    one that cannot deal
    with things that are happy
    things that are sappy.

    You can only exhale
    and never inhale.

  • Bound to the gound, the shackles held a missing prisoner. He was a husband, father, brother, mentor, and man of God. He could run for years through the forest of the island. After being captured by the German Navy, what else could he expect?

  • Point of interest. You are my point of interest. I love your mind and the way it works. Something breaks, something’s painted. Everything you touch turns to art and every person that shares your air becomes a bright spirit. You breathe in the cool, city air and look away from the sunlight in dissappointment because you believe you’ve messed up.…[Read more]

  • amangelindiore commented on the post, guard 7 years, 3 months ago

    NAK wrote: “I turned to God for the recipe, he said ‘Guard your hearts because lately it’s been affecting me.’ And so I love you and forgive you though you don’t feel the same.”

    Things will never be the same. Each day feels more and more dangerous. The meds grow effectiveness degenerately while the sun sets much faster than it should. Tho…[Read more]

  • Your mind is being consumed every part of the day, and you still cannot figure out what it is. Information is barely getting through to you. Nothing else matters. Beats of your distraught heart are deafening in your ears. Every scenario has been contemplated and yet you are not prepared for what is about to happen. You look the judge dead on and…[Read more]

  • amangelindiore commented on the post, teeth 7 years, 4 months ago

    They’re oh so white and spakley. Fresh out of the vet’s office, you and your fairly new bestfriend go home. How cute. You pass a myriad of pet toys all around the store and laugh at how much money you’re about to spend.

  • Batteries. They’re driving the very machine that keeps you alive. Holding out your hand you say goodbye and beg your love to be happy. These batteries die out and so do you.

  • amangelindiore commented on the post, shown 7 years, 4 months ago

    Maybe you do not believe me.
    I can no longer wield this weapon my dear. Your hands twitch and your legs shake. Now on the floor you call out to me, “I did care.” Your words just echo inside my hallow being. SHE […]