morbidhippie's Diaryland Diary doesn't do much to help spinning thoughts carousel lullabies round and around and around never ending, or thats how it seems anyway - long forgotten dreams from 2 hours ago instantaneous rejection a longstanding hunger and want unnacounted for losses little tears in between moans shouldn't be like this nobody else (when i think about you i touch myself) they play that at work oh bek, the divinyls - i want to talk to you right now.. just double click on your name and say you still give me amazing orgasms ha off the hook only responsive by photographs truth is between, the first and fortieth drink it's wednesday already, kind of a comforting thought cold hands necessary to get rid of something what am i going to say to them? what answers can i give? i miss her hugs, they would make my whole body - the whole world move i just miss her incredibly i should've peer pressured both of us into a murderous evening morning, afternoon, whichever peer pressure shoulds. all this silence...so overwhelming in a sleeping almost 12pm house all i want is loud loud pj and everyone else ignores my sleep ins and plays loud SHITTY TECHNO but i won't do that because i'd get yelled at and i don't yell... twisted logic i really enjoy reading Poe the spectacles i like that, although the ending wasn't hard to pick i should go and shower since i didn't yesterday and get ready for work all non existent conversations, blank spaces oh the things that don't get said i want my dreams to come back to me. - ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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