juno. 

 i wish i had the balls to be honest in person.

 cynics are just wounded romantics that are good at scowling.

To: People of Earth
From: God
Date: 11/17/2004
Subject: stop

knock it off, all of you

seriously, what the hell.

-- 
God

why can't i just lie in bed and eat chili all day?
why can't i watch the nightmare before christmas and read jane austen novels and take bubble baths for a living?
why can't i be less idealistic and picky and afraid?
why can't i just stop talking to everyone?

how come the blonde's always left alone

my aim is now off.

i don't have it anymore.
maybe i'll start writing again.

in love with thunder and lightning

"miss you more when it storms and my arms and hair and shoulders and feet are wet with rain and stevie nicks is playing and i'm shivering and the cold is like a glove around me"

p.s. dear god, nick drake. you are everywhere.

i dont understand this at all.
you act like you dont give a shit and dont want to speak to me.
then you say you want friendship back, you want to hang out, etc, etc.
but then when we actually do, you act exactly the same: you barely speak, you never call, don't respond to anything unless i persist.
i am frustrated and i am pissed off and it doesnt ( Read more... )