May 20
as written on the bus.
Things That Are Making Angela Happy Recently
- good musical discoveries
- less frequent nightmares
- meeting new interesting people.
many good spring/summer concerts
- New skirt
got a locker at my gym
- not falling asleep and waking up with that sickening feeling that I will never fall in love because nothing ever gets the chance to get that far.
- letters from far away fellows I miss
- the fact Star Wars Ep.III isn't total shit, it's actually pretty good.
- 2am phone calls where I get everything off my chest and someone lets it be known that i'm not crazy
- improv shows
- alcohol's been treating me well
- lyrics. many, many sad bastardy lyrics.
But to attach two of those points: someone hurry up and fall in love with me, so i can fall in love with you, and we won't get scared or sick of each other for a bit, and I can write a happy lovey song about you and sing it to you in tangled sheets that feel how i imagined they would when everything is perfect. I miss smelling my skin for a hint of someone that means something to me. Someone realise that I can be really happy. That I can make someone really happy. Because Lately I've been hoping for something more then what I'm given. These little glimpses into goodness is making me tired and breaking me down. I can't keep going like this... longest relationship remains at 3 months. Must learn how to communicate and co-exist with other living creature.
brokentrain at 11:22 p.m.