I can mingle with the stars, and throw a party on Mars
I am a prisoner, locked up behind Xanac bars
I have just boarded a plane, without a pilot
And violets are blue, roses are red
Daisies are yellow, the flowers are dead
Wish I can give you this feeling... I feel like buying
And if my dealer don't have no more, then...
(I feel like dying)Only once ( Read more... )

why does every weekend lately gotta be full of drama and stuff. it was a good friday night i went out with a great girl for coffee and we walked around and talked. then of course darma's gotta start at 3 in the morning. everythings so complicated lately and it's fucking cold outside. fuck snow.

"Vision of a child...wisdom of a scholar."

take from it whut you will. and you know we're all refuges in the end.

having friends like Drew makes life a little bit more livable.

seriously why does everything have to be so screwed up. why do i only feel right when i'm around her. this is killing me on the inside hell and the outside. i spent hours last night just sitting in her kitchen talking to her. i told her things i never even told Drew. idk anymore.

damn 2 hours on the phone i aint done that in years.

"You only have power over people so long as you don't take everything away from them. But when you've robbed a man of everything, he's no longer in your power - he's free again"

Alexander Solzhenitsyn

eww...at least i'm not bugging out today...ha...mark again sorry dude.

ehh...

they say no news is good news...but i'm still nerevous about shit...even thoe i already know whut the outcome is going to be.