urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adamnedangel It's called the deepest, darkest corner of your mind meg 2008-05-20T06:10:23Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adamnedangel:52568 2008-05-20T06:10:23Z 2008-05-20T06:10:23Z My heart feels good for the first time in a long time... random but true. I don't think I could be anymore content with my relationships... friendships and others included. I feel like everything is finally almost maybe getting under some kind of control. It feels good. I'm happy. I'm truely happy. I love my life, I love my friends, I love my relationship(s). urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adamnedangel:52459 2007-11-07T09:16:55Z 2007-11-07T09:16:55Z Life has become ridiculous. I work, I fight, I cry, I sleep, and I eat on occasion. This is my life, slipping through my fingers, like sand, only I can't seem to hold any of it in. I can say that I'm not happy, but then that's my own fault isn't it? I can't see myself any other way... sad, disappointed, crying myself to sleep, lonely. Everything seems to be black and gray... There doesn't seem to be anything bright in it. Was I ever truly happy? I don't know. All I know is that now, I don't know what to do. I'm leaning towards leaving.... honest. Leaving for good. But the thing is that I'm already lonely, minus one more person, and I would begin to question what comes after lonely. And it's my own damn fault that I am the way that I am. Fuckin A. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adamnedangel:51571 2007-03-19T05:29:44Z 2007-03-19T05:29:44Z I need serious therapy... I don't know what to do. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adamnedangel:43827 2006-10-22T00:09:26Z 2006-10-22T00:09:26Z Guess what guess what guess what!!!!! I got fired! Right when I move into a new place... if I don't find something soon, I'm so fucked! lol. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adamnedangel:43144 2006-10-07T21:22:16Z 2006-10-07T21:22:16Z She can't take it from me now. She can't. I feel the last little bit of power that she had over me slip away. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adamnedangel:35927 2006-08-17T15:28:05Z 2006-08-17T15:28:05Z <a name="cutid1"></a><div class="ljcut" text="Here are lyrics that you need to read..."> <pre>Waiting<br /><br />Can we count on these days to fill in our blanks?<br />Can we turn daydreams into our reality? <br />Its tough to stay, but you just have to have a taste.<br />Don�t speak, there�s no need to mistake identity. <br />We can make it worth the wait if we give it back to the fact that we�re staying<br /><br />Locked out, waiting forever and a day<br />to find out you�re afraid to make this life<br />a tale worth telling. <br />Locked out, waiting forever and a day. <br />No safe bet, no telling how long you�ll take, but I�ll wait.<br /><br />Have we lost our way? Did we stray too far from the flame? <br />You like to think too much, too much about too many things. <br />You�ve lost touch, need a name, and every hour keeps getting late.<br />You think you want to rush. The borderline just can�t cut it.<br /><br />Wait and see and think of me. Someday you�re gonna laugh for worrying. <br />When days are gold I hope I can say for all we�ve been you were meant for me.<br /><br />Can we turn daydreams into a reality?<br />Can we not speak and shape these ideas into deeds?<br />Can we take these seeds and sow a brand new history?<br />Can we count on these things? Can we count on me?<br /><br />Locked our, waiting forever and a day<br />to find out you�re afraid to make this life<br />a tale worth telling.<br />Locked out, waiting forever and a day.<br />No safe bet, no telling. <br />You can keep me locked out; I�m not scared to find out. <br />You weren�t meant to spend a lifetime waiting. </pre> </div> <br />This is one song that is my inspiration to get out of bed and make something of my life. It's how I found out who I am, if only because of the experiences that took place from having listened to this. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adamnedangel:35570 2006-08-15T05:52:05Z 2006-08-15T05:52:05Z Allergies suck ass! urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adamnedangel:27641 2006-07-03T17:27:05Z 2006-07-03T17:27:05Z I think I dropped my phone at the guys' house last night. Not inside either. I need to go see if it's lying in the street...&nbsp;&nbsp; urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:adamnedangel:18186 2006-05-06T17:15:39Z 2006-05-06T17:15:39Z Rumors Of My Demise Have Been Greatly Exaggerated Lyrics<br /><br /><br />Please don't ask me how<br />I ended up at my wits end and breaking down<br />pages torn from books we never read<br />because we're plugged into this grid<br />don't pull this plug right now or then we'd really have to live<br /><br />when i die will they remember not what i did but what i haven't done?<br />it's not the end that i fear with each breath, it's life that scares me to death<br /><br />when we build these dreams on sand<br />how they all slip through our hands<br />this might be our only chance<br /><br />let's take this one day at a time<br />i'll hold your hand if you hold mine<br />the time that we kill keeps us alive<br /><br />your words won't save me now<br />i'm at the edge feeling the sweat drip from my brow<br />get a grip on yourself is what they say<br />every hour every day<br />hands over my ears, i've been screaming all these years<br /><br />when i die will they remember not what i did but what i haven't done?<br />it's not the end that i fear with each breath, it's life that scares me to death<br /><br />when we build these dreams on sand<br />how they all slip through our hands<br />this might be our only chance<br /><br />let's take this one day at a time<br />i'll hold your hand if you hold mine<br />the time that we kill keeps us alive<br /><br />we came in search of answers<br />we left empty handed again<br />shots fired into the sky are now returning<br />where the fuck will you hide?<br /><br />hiding from the laughter in the closet of our lives<br />but the door hinges are squeaking letting in thin shards of light<br />and now a hand's extending outward, quiet comfort they invite<br />do we dare take what they offer, do we step into the light?<br /><br />when i die will they remember not what i did but what i haven't done?<br />it's not the end i fear with each breath, it's life that scares me to death<br /><br />when we build these dreams on sand<br />how they all slip through our hands<br />this might be our only chance<br /><br />let's take this one day at a time<br />i'll hold your hand if you hold mine<br />the time that we kill keeps us alive