I'll find myself elsewhere.
Not here.
Not Jacksonville.
Or Eastaboga.
Or Anniston.
Or Oxford.

9 to 5 will destroy you.
I'm not going down without a fight...
actually, scratch that.
I'm not going down...period.

I'm a dreamer...my head is in the clouds...i consider myself to be quite a "big deal".

It's the only way I know how to live.

This song is meaning the world to me at the moment ( Read more... )

Just let me get a word in...

"I feel as though I'm seperating myself from, well, myself...and I'm looking back on me and laughing. It always feels like I'm swimming..."

Make sure your eyes never meet with mine again.

It's the side effect of keeping my fucking mouth shut ( Read more... )

Rawr.
Grrr.
Rolla.

but not quite
Gots Toe Mighty.

You're refreshing.
You make me feel like a kid again,
but in a good way.
I find myself waiting for the
"...has signed on"
I refresh the page till it's
New Messages.
You make the worst of days worth it,
You make the best of days better.
You're refreshing.

It's a frightening night and the wind has a roar ( Read more... )

So this is what it feels like "to become everything you hate ( Read more... )

I'm cashing in on breaking down.

(excuse me while I self destruct)

aftermath.

Don't read this ( Read more... )