livin' the life;
sleepin' till 2pm,
gettin' paid to watch strippers..
eatin' good and gettin' laid.

(kind of).

choices;
inevitable.
someone's bound to get hurt nonetheless.

10day weather forecast for steenland;
overcast with eight-five percent chance of shitstorm.

i thought i had tried to keep my karma good?
guess not...

constantly on the verge of;
-tears.
-a manic outburst.
-anxiety attack.
-tearing down a tree.

...

it is for me the eventual truth
it is that look of the lioness
to her man across the nile

wanna feel my heart break
if it must break in your jaws
want you to lick my blood off your paws

if you can’t get here fast enough
i will swim to you

why must i always take ten steps back for every one forward?
i'm finding myself in places i'd decided long ago were unsuitable..
multiple times.
red sheets,dirty pans,shared toothbrush.
merely convenience
or
do i believe this can really work?

another bites the dust...
this one seems to have hit the floor a bit quicker than the rest.
i should really find something more sturdy.

numb numb numb,i just want to be numb.

halfway there.

this is just stupid.
tiresome, and stupid.
i feel like i'm attempting to nurse an injured bluebird in my bathtub;
it would probably be better off dead,but you've given it a name and,well,you're just sentimental, i guess.

and it's always the same
you're always the same.

this train is moving a little too quickly for me to feel safe.the place it previously took me three months to arrive at, has swiftly approached in two weeks. i think it might be time to yield.

...or perhaps throw more coals into the engine?