Angelish. Archive copy of various online journals held at various places dating from 2000 to 2003.
Read with caution – this is generally a dark self-analysis.
so i was thinking (not always the best thing for me to do, because i end up in moods that only antics can cure).. anyway, …
whats up? there is something wrong with someone and i don’t know who.. or what. call me crazy, and most people do, but i just …
sigh ok, so maybe i worry too much, but at least i know that i do.. “hi, my name is angel, and i have a …
so after 5 hours of fixing the G3 after it crashed (which, in the end, had a corrupted finder file, which had to be re-installed …
“all ya need is a pair of garden shears and some ordinary household bleach” ..uh.. sure, anywho… i feel like i have missed something.. some …
image is an odd concept.. i never really get an accurate perception of myself.. i think sometimes i give off a totally different feeling to …
wheee!! yay for Livid! the Living End are just the best live performance i have seen for soooo long.. their version of “Sunday Bloody Sunday” …
ack… that is about the fourth time in two weeks that i have dreamt about my grandmother dying. this is the one that was in …
“……………………………………………..” (something that probably should have been said months ago… i still can’t bring myself to type it)
entry #30.. at least its still going..
if I hold it close to my heart…
if I had thought about it first…
if I let you in on the secret…
if I could put you on a pedestal…
if you would take better care of yourself…
if you could consider the consequences…
if I allowed you any more leeway…
if I had let you get away with it…
if I was more like the rest of the world…
if I could change the way I react…
if you would let me go…
if I could break free of the past…
sshhheeeeesshhh.. hush out there!! ugh.. i have an asshole/leafblower problem, and it wont go away.. i do not like you in a car i do …
i was given a moment of insight.. there was nothing complicated, it was simple, sweet, honesty, and it warmed my soul.. i may be having …
i remember waiting on the front porch, crying my eyes out because she was late.. which made me late.. i thought she didn’t care.. and …
i feel like a caricature of myself sometimes.. but that can be a good thing.. its cold tonight, so i’m all wrapped up in a …
“I cried in the sunlight, would I fake all the times I loved you, just a play in a game I twisted with you, with …
all i can say is “woah..” its been a “woah..” kind of week.. and its only wednesday. I can’t think much beyond that.. I just …
geh.. so i woke up, my shoulder is still aching, i had the ODDEST dream about my sister.. i cant explain why, but the dream …
well.. all i can say is “uh..hmm.. um, well.. yes.” sigh silly me.. i shouldnt have said that.. but i did, and its too late …
