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|Current music:||The National Anthem- Radio Head|
50 ways to eat your toast....
Day after day, hour after hour we take advantage of those few things that we love and are dear to us. Without realization we neglect them, or make them feel unwanted or unused. I suddenly realized this, I discoverd that the people that we love, are the people that we hurt the most, and you know what I'm sick of it. I am sick of hurting the one person that means more than anything to me in my life im sick of seeing teers on her face that i know i caused, because I can be selfish, or conseeded.
It took me until today, out of all of the others in my life, i found out today. I found out that we as people do things and harm others without even knowing, or careing. We are horrible people every single one of us. There is no such thing as a perfect person, ther is no such thing as a saint. We are all evil bastards trying to get our days bread. We may share our bread, but if we are starving, we will not give it all away. We may hide it to trick the other people, but then the giult consumes you, because you found out that if you had given them some of that bread they might have lived a few more days. We are all demons corrupt by our own feelings and our own emotions. This is the horrible realization that i confrunted today.
If i have ever forgoton about you, or did something without realizing the pain that it may cause you, i am sorry.
Angie, please forgive me, i want to be with you for as long as i possibly can, you are the only thing that matters to me. I'll never let you go as long as you promise to do the same for me.- I Love You