its a giddy attachment
that keeps me tied
a mystified attraction
making me shift from one to another
spent too much time on the begining
it will take years to get to the middle
a never ending story is the finished product

i kissed the bottle, i shoulda been kissin you...

im in a hlghly unimpressed mood
nothing makes me react...

or rather
nothing i hear sounds anything like important...

well...
im just in an I HATE YOU mood...

quitting all of my vices is deeefeeecult
ouch
headache
but there are those, my proudlings, who make it worthwhile
my own little cheerleaders...
rah rah,
go team go
2-3 months
2 months...
sigh
OUCH MY EFFIN HEAD!!!!!!!!!!!
i cant breath around smoke anymore...
not that what i did was ever considered breathing...

never gonna be a liberal
never gonna be a veg
never gonna be a feminazi
never gonna be a scene kid
never gonna be a kid anymore period
never gonna be a goth
never gonna be an Oi!
never gonna be sad about not being any of these things either...

i want to walk out the door...
but it took me a minute to type this correctly
so driving may not be such a good plan...
im the stumbling death
the shaking of your head disappointedly

i am the walking death....
the excuse on everyones lips
the memory in the back of the head
i am the walking death

shhhhhhhhhh

its time for a change of pace, and of course

a purging of unneccesary people...

my absence should be a clue

to those who are no longer worthwhile...

why wasnt i around?

why didnt i show up?

its all because youre not my world...

anymore...

but see thats the point...

he is an undesirable...

and that which i desire...

is unattainable...

i dont really see the point ( Read more... )

it was a greatish night last nite...

practically all my kids were there...

damn, look good with black hair...

mmmmmmmmhmmmmm...