morbidhippie's Diaryland Diary like i've been smacked - everythings slow and fuzzy really fuzzy, white haze i like it. - have to be so Numb still quiet don't...make a sound. tiptoes - peaceful funny little crucifictions little getting rid of's little abandonments, masochists - the strange things that make me smile music in the other room - sweet. like petals and long walks and the times that make you (me at least) realise religion of sorts the way things piece together, lollipops psychics and detectives - - had a thought. about molly (i killed molly) no. who would molly go to? with how strange. - the way down. - what a day exhaustion waking up with mr manson nothing else at all would have felt right - black and red - and desperate moments between bedsheets. feel that? thats alone. - thats reckless abandonment. thats carelessness. foolishness. selfishness, Greed indulgence. stupidity. (genius) thats kamikaze darling. - wrapping up a heart like a dog thats been hit by a car but walked away think you've got the message? - i bought a book yesterday. to send on down to you i i don't know - i do it to myself you know.. of course you do you probably scream it to my ghost or not maybe there isn't even one of those anymore i tend to talk myself out of some thoughts i bend my realities too too often i think. i break the threads choices.. the things that decide for us. hmmm agent orange - putting names to things to feelings it doesn't make sense - not here. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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