What I'm trying to say is that this isn't what I want.

The flood came. Now I'm homeless in the very technical sense of the word. Life is so in between and blah. I am absolutely exhausted; every molecule of my being needs rest ( Read more... )

Can't catch my breath.

I've never experienced this kind of loneliness in my life. Aren't I a person worth knowing? I have no idea how to make friends here. Five days alone with a couple trips to the grocery store or pharmacy to punctuate the monotony... I cling to every interaction I can. Salespeople must think I'm crazy ( Read more... )

A LITTLE BIT A LITTLE BIT IN LOVE WITH YOU
BUT ONLY IF YOU'RE A LITTLE BIT LITTLE BIT IN LOVE WITH ME

What will I do when I don't have you?
When I finally get what I deserve?

 Whoooo am I??

 I don't want to be wrong about you. 

 I've given all I can; it's not enough.

I want to get away from here for awhile. Or maybe just start over new somewhere else. I keep smoking myself into oblivion, next i will bury myself in books. Escapism meshcapism!

I think you're crazy, maybe. 

 If I had a heart, I could love you.
If I had a voice, I could sing.
After the night, when I wake up,
I'll see what tomorrow brings.