( i should be asleep. )

( cut the shit / you can get by with average )

this fuckin job isn't working out. this goddamn economy needs to right itself, quick.

( roundabouts )

i know
there's something beautiful within my grasp
and i know
i think i'm satisfied, but it won't last
and i know
to lace my boots up and pick my path
i'll find another rainstorm and fill my glass

( MORE withdrawals? )

i'm pretty sure i don't care about anything anymore. well, that's not true, but i can't really find the energy to get upset about much.

i'm homeless, jobless, and really bad at keeping women around. and october, the month in which i'm normally a complete mess, is turning out to be a month in which i'm happy.

what the fuck is going on?

( i know what i want )

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( there's a constant phaser in my head )

( my weekend, starting wednesday )