i just post all this shit about love. and soul mates. and it's all just bullshit. people are incomplete. just looking for what completes them. and nothing ever fucking does. ever.
But once you knew a girl and you named her "Lover" Danced with her in kitchens through the greenest summer But autumn came, she disappeared, you can't remember Where she said she was going to
But you know that she's gone Cause she left you a song That you don't want to sing
agh. everything's so yuck right now. but it's not at the same time. things are beautiful. and ugly. calm. and crazy. everything is just so...err...scribbly scrabbly right now. and it's like i always have butterflies.
last month we got a virus on our computer and had to get virtually everything cleaned out of it. and i just realized. everything i had saved is gone. i went to look and there was. nothing. everything i saved for inspiration. and everything i wrote. damn these blasted computers. i.am.sad.