The Words That Makes You...And Breaks You: Poetry And Thoughts Bind Together
The optimist insists that we live in the best of worlds, the pessimist fears that he is right.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
I want to die
I can only blame you, because this is all your fault you made this happen. Not because you don’t love me enough, I know you. But for not opening your mouth so we could have saved us. You made what we had once, so beautiful and with no worries just fall out of our hands. I hope you are satisfied about your decisions you made. I can't say that I'm. You hurt me in a way I never thought would be possible and I never deserved this. Once again I'm fucking unhappy.
Name: Andreas Home: Skåne, Sweden About Me: Andreas Zetterqvist, 26 years old, hetrosexual. Three passions are present in my life: music, writing and my gf. Music represents the essence of my being, writing represent the expression of my soul, my gf keeps me sane. Laughter keeps my heart light and intact. Thinking keeps my juices flowing. Friends mean the world to me. But trust is something I give to selected few. No one has 100% of my trust. Very few have something close to it. I don't look like a supermodel.
And I'm fine with that now at this time of my life because
in my own way, I have a beauty that surpasses all these so-called beautiful people. And I'm not being cocky, just showing some much needed confidence. I have a major in network technology, but confined my future with sales. I'm a poet for a few years. I like to think I'm a lot of different things. But for sure I'm a good boy with class, who's a sweetheart and down to earth. But God bless you if you mess with me because I'm a force
to be reckoned with. I think birthdays and holidays are special and I think writing is the best way of therapy. I'm honest because I've spent too many years hiding. So if you want to get to know me better, just ask. Or read on. Visitors: See my complete profile
There are many races in life but in the end the only race is with yourself. Everyone's choice begins with a dream, because with dreams everything is possible.
Hello there,
Bored at work and your blog scrolled up as "Recently Updated."
I too have been kicked on my ass and pulled into a vortex of suicidal mania. I didn't really write about it in my blog, but the pain's always lurking.
Sucks, doesn't it?
Your words just sounded familiar is all, just wanted to give you a holla.