There's more to living than being alive.

I love reading other peoples thoughts...
I love the reactions of people when they know I'm not a nice person and I say a bitchy thing.
I love confusing people with my actions or the way I am.
It's sad to see people go because they think I'm something they wish I was.
It's worse when it's someone you have grown to love.
Why do I like being a hypocrite? Or know I am one yet don't do anything about it...?
I don't know the answer...
Honestly, I don't.
I just hope that things will fall into play a bit quicker this time, and unlike last time I don't let things slip away...I hope I have become smarter.
We that was my tid bit...Time to read a bit more of the 2 books I'm working on.
House of Leaves and Without Remorse.
Books and Music are wonderful things. I just need it to be raining and drinking coffee. <3
As I wonder off into words and rhythms, I bid you all a good night.

As Always,
~Angel