...and he's quick with a joke, or to light up a smoke, but there's somewhere he'd rather be...
i apologize, in advance, to anyone who decides to read this. i truly am sorry.
i can hardly see straight, so bear with me.
how can it be that something so enjoyable can collpase with such a swiftness it nearly knocks you off your feet? why are such moments of levity followed by such an immeasurable desparity? why is a rollercoaster so...typical?
from a to b. from up to down. neither here nor there, not happy nor sad. somewhere lost in limbo between the two worst places of life, that's where you'll find me. i can no longer describe that which i go through. nothing that runs through my mind makes sense, follows a logical syntax, cares about semantics, or even seems worth my time for that matter. i believe in the span of five minutes tonight, i went from the happiest place i've been to the saddest state i can imagine. i would have been better off in a heap of wreckage on the wet roadside.
this probably isn't anything real, more like a cry for help. although, i'm not so sure anymore.
what's that sound? everybody look what's going down.
how come the titles of older songs never fit the lyrics?
how do you tell one of your best friend's girlfriend that she deserves much better?
the descent from high to low, positive to negative, comes at a time when i'm not real sure my body can physically edure it. we'll just have to wait out the storm, see what remains when the clouds clear.
i suppose that's all for now.
end.
i can hardly see straight, so bear with me.
how can it be that something so enjoyable can collpase with such a swiftness it nearly knocks you off your feet? why are such moments of levity followed by such an immeasurable desparity? why is a rollercoaster so...typical?
from a to b. from up to down. neither here nor there, not happy nor sad. somewhere lost in limbo between the two worst places of life, that's where you'll find me. i can no longer describe that which i go through. nothing that runs through my mind makes sense, follows a logical syntax, cares about semantics, or even seems worth my time for that matter. i believe in the span of five minutes tonight, i went from the happiest place i've been to the saddest state i can imagine. i would have been better off in a heap of wreckage on the wet roadside.
this probably isn't anything real, more like a cry for help. although, i'm not so sure anymore.
what's that sound? everybody look what's going down.
how come the titles of older songs never fit the lyrics?
how do you tell one of your best friend's girlfriend that she deserves much better?
the descent from high to low, positive to negative, comes at a time when i'm not real sure my body can physically edure it. we'll just have to wait out the storm, see what remains when the clouds clear.
i suppose that's all for now.
end.