twelve twelve..stange. your not kidding. time spent, better than thinking. slow drums are soothing. and then some slight return.

not this again, not this
i cant help that feeling
that leaves me dry, and hollow

let me hear it, let me hear it
loud as you can
break the silence, tear the air

i am fettered, encumbered, shrinking with fear
from the sound of the hope that you
that has left you here

too many emotions -
i dont like the fact that someone can affect me so significantly
but - i obviously do like it.

she needs the anwsers..
if she only knew.

relax

rockStars tonight. I liked them, but I felt like they were too concerned with the wrong things. Like their mic levels or something - just rock out, who cares..right?

gone a day, and she's on my mind
burn this playhouse down for
something that can make you do wrong,
make you do right.

i am happy, feel much the same.

and I hope you do too.

cruising

in circles around her lips
hi or high five

was she pacing
or keep it in tail

stretch

back in blue and grey
ahh..fuck this

it feels like me, but its different.
feeling strange -
like im slowly unraveling, loosening my grip.

this train is soo late

and this pocKet is so empty

handled

i encourage noise. yea, i do.

I WANT TO MAKE SOME FUCKING NOISE!

but nobody hears this shit.

my mom purchased a vehicle from an old lady named Glee.
i like that name.

i heard billy corgan sound like a woman today. like, more than usual.
-

ceremony and intuition!

luck or will thus slighted?

its all understood, and welcomed.

.
i see
dig a little deaper
and its gets real dirty

a foolish consistency
is the hobgoblin of little minds,
adored by little statesmen
and philosophers and divines