I shall do things the way I like and not give a fuck about anyone.
Consequences will not matter to me because I can deal with them.
Why be concerned about this and that?
When this world is outta getcha?
Just shut up, stiffen up and take it by its horns.
Make it your bitch and make it yours.
If this world is unfair
Be more unfair to it than it can ever be unfair to you.
lone wolf syndrome.
Friday, April 16, 2010
10:57 PM
This disillusionance is killing me. Slowly, but surely.
They say a man is dead if he is brain dead. What if his heart has died? Surely that is a worse death.
lone wolf syndrome.
Monday, April 12, 2010
6:46 PM
I dislike.
Typing alot.
And deleteing everything.
Despite the fact that no one reads.
I dislike not knowing what are the words
To describe the way I'm feeling.
Maybe, the fact that there are
Millions of people out there
Just like me.
Is a lie in itself.
Maybe this is what they mean
By "you are unique".
Because nobody can understand
The way I feel right now.
Today, a piece of me died here. One day, I hope. Someone will find it. And bring it back to life.
lone wolf syndrome.
6:41 PM
I feel like I'm becoming less and less of Bryan each day and turning into someone else.
You know what? You're already too late.
lone wolf syndrome.
Friday, April 09, 2010
2:53 AM
Yes, the formatting of the last post is intentional.
It's a type of poem. I can't remember the exact name. But it's a poem that relies on paragraphing to make it meaningful. Kinda like a haiku thingamajig. Whatever.
lone wolf syndrome.
2:47 AM
You gave me semblance of what it felt like to have someone again for a bit.
For that week, I had someone to call every night and talk to.
I had someone to laugh at my lame and corny jokes.
Someone to tease on the phone and through texts.
Someone who didn't seem to care.
And then you left.
And now
Here I am.
Back to where I was.
Not having anyone to call or text.
Not having a routine every night, a ritual if you may.
You gave it to me so fast and took it back so abruptly, I got lost.
I really miss that feeling right now. And I still wish you were here.
lone wolf syndrome.
Thursday, April 08, 2010
8:11 PM
"I don't like you because you're rich. I don't like you because you're intelligent. I don't like you because you're nice, caring, fun to be with, funny, and all those things. I simply like you because you're you."
My dream is simply meeting someone who'll say that one day.
lone wolf syndrome.
6:41 PM
You tell me that everything is rented. That even my time, is borrowed. Well, sir, at least my thoughts are my own.
