Angelaa?!

Life, as defined by me

angelalikescake — Thu, 29 Sep 2011 07:27:58 +0000

Is okay. Is great. I finally am getting what I asked for. It doesn’t feel the same.
As wanting it or as fighting for it. But at the same time it does. It feels like it’s worth it.
I feel the love and I’m happy. But at the back of my mind, it feels like I’m about to fall and I should catch myself now.
It’s great. We’re us. Why should there be more to ask for?
I knew the answer to this before I could even finish.

Maybe

angelalikescake — Sun, 18 Sep 2011 08:36:54 +0000

Everything will be okay.
Kisses, hugs, hands.
Sunshine.
Lion king, Arigato, Antique Trove.

Maybe things are finally turning around.

F o u r

angelalikescake — Sun, 04 Sep 2011 07:31:51 +0000

iPhone 4 and life is good. Coming home at first was lonely. Nothing seemed worthy or good enough. But it was only because I made it seem that way. Slowly, it is getting better. It feels like outside of this love, there is light.
The question is, am I still here? Am I out?
Do I want to be?

I don’t know.

angelalikescake — Tue, 23 Aug 2011 07:41:48 +0000

I’m asking myself, is this what I want? And to ask this…do I even want to know the answer? Maybe its just a bad night.

For the f i r s t

angelalikescake — Fri, 19 Aug 2011 06:25:49 +0000

Time in a long while, I feel happy. I feel almost content. I feel at peace and its nice. I hope this feeling stays. Oh ya and washed my sheets.

Starting n e w

angelalikescake — Thu, 18 Aug 2011 07:05:20 +0000

First official night here, alone at 1823 33r Avenue. And I wanna wash my sheets already.

CIC

angelalikescake — Fri, 12 Aug 2011 04:19:22 +0000

What is life without a purpose?
What is love without an interest?
What is living without a reason to?

Today has been a better day. It started with coffee and the triplets and ended with a shower and some jamba juice. I keep on asking myself: what’s wrong?

It’s sad to see

angelalikescake — Tue, 09 Aug 2011 04:13:58 +0000

and be aware of the fact that I’m wasting my breaths, minutes, space doing something so selfish and mindless as being jealous. It’s not even worth my breath, a second of my day. It won’t get me anywhere. It doesn’t help me in any way. It doesn’t make me any happier. I’m logical. And this is illogical. I’m not this person, and I don’t have to be this person.

Everything will be alright

Day 1

angelalikescake — Mon, 01 Aug 2011 06:19:33 +0000

And it felt like the longest day ever. I want to stick to myself and to who I know I am. I want to be strong and turn the other way. I want to stop worrying. But its so hard to be this person alone.

Funfetti cupcakes.

angelalikescake — Sun, 31 Jul 2011 08:41:11 +0000

There have been much better days, but there have also been much worse days.

And in the big scheme of life, this day wasn’t the worst. In terms of worst days, this was one of the best.

And in the terms of my heart, its felt worse.

And that’s all that matters.