See the dwarves and see the giants. Which one would you choose to be?
I'm freezing like a 30 Century Man. Again with the Disney reference, but he is safe and buried somewhere in California. NOT, as is commonly rumored, in a freezer - with his feet in the air and his head on the ground. Ewww...or is it Oooo?
Don't believe all that I say. Hell, I don't believe all that I say.
The termite eats the windowsill. And I'm determined to believe that if I lift the shade there will be more. I envision the Koi pond at that Chinese restaurant in Orlando. Nasty, slimey fish. I see the termites, but I don't see that thing hovering out of the corner of my eye. It is not there. IT IS NOT THERE. The wine will help me believe it. It'll slow me down, like the night I did 'shrooms and ate the tiny Kit Kat bar in six hours. You know what I'm talking about, little sister.
There are people I dislike in this world. You know who you are.
There are people I love. Like My Bloody Valentine. Loveless is eleven tracks of pure perfection (sorry if I'm repeating myself TOTW). Buy it if you know what's good for you. I'm listening to it now and it makes me want to...do things...with certain people. Again, you know who you are.
I laugh like a machine gun.
This is how I feel at this moment.
There is dirt on your pants. Who made you crawl?
Crap. I'm not supposed to be saying all of this. Honestly, though, I'm amazed I can type at all. Oh well. Tell me what the saddest song in the world is.
I'm freezing like a 30 Century Man. Again with the Disney reference, but he is safe and buried somewhere in California. NOT, as is commonly rumored, in a freezer - with his feet in the air and his head on the ground. Ewww...or is it Oooo?
Don't believe all that I say. Hell, I don't believe all that I say.
The termite eats the windowsill. And I'm determined to believe that if I lift the shade there will be more. I envision the Koi pond at that Chinese restaurant in Orlando. Nasty, slimey fish. I see the termites, but I don't see that thing hovering out of the corner of my eye. It is not there. IT IS NOT THERE. The wine will help me believe it. It'll slow me down, like the night I did 'shrooms and ate the tiny Kit Kat bar in six hours. You know what I'm talking about, little sister.
There are people I dislike in this world. You know who you are.
There are people I love. Like My Bloody Valentine. Loveless is eleven tracks of pure perfection (sorry if I'm repeating myself TOTW). Buy it if you know what's good for you. I'm listening to it now and it makes me want to...do things...with certain people. Again, you know who you are.
I laugh like a machine gun.
This is how I feel at this moment.
If I walk down this hallway tonight it's too quiet, so I pad through the dark and call you on the phone. Push your old numbers and let your old house ring till I wake your ghost. I think last night you were driving circles around me.
There is dirt on your pants. Who made you crawl?
Crap. I'm not supposed to be saying all of this. Honestly, though, I'm amazed I can type at all. Oh well. Tell me what the saddest song in the world is.
