shake dreams from your hair my pretty child
I'm wasting the day like this is life and this is how it's to be done. Something ingrained into your mind until it is you and you have finally realized this is what you've become. Like the way you know not to put silverware in the microwave or it might explode and cause armageddon. Hello, my name is don't open the left closet door that way or it will fly off the hinges at you. And don't worry, we never pick the neighbor's flowers. I'm going crazy. I have gone crazy.
You know, I think the smashing pumpkins are my favorite band. There was this guy, maybe in his mid twenties, that used to work at the blockbuster down the road. I would walk in and keep thinking he'd break out into a mellon collie tune at any moment. Sadly, he left, and I did not see him for a long time until the other day when I caught sight of him in a target store across the street. I swear to you, this man is the spitting image of Billy Corgan, it had always given me comfort and brought a smile to my face for some reason. It still does.