new things new year i guess thats what it supposed to be
I need a cigarette...
The train to Portland leaves at nine thirty am. That is sooooooooooooo early for me; I've been sleeping until 1:25pm every day and riding to work as fast as possible to make it there by 1:45pm. I have been sleeping a lot.
Stop dragging her around with your teeth, you know she only follows you because it's convenient and she doesn't know what else to do. Tomorrow she'll fight back, she dreamed that you fell down, dizzy and in a panic, and she slept in your bed that night. We left you there on the floor. You passed away the next day, but nobody noticed. We were indifferent. You were there for the next week with people trampling your grey body, half propped up against the wall, your arms given up at reaching for nothing. Tomorrow she may delay you at least.
In my dream, her teeth were in your shoulder and she wouldn't let go. As you drank coffee at the breakfast table, she was there standing next to you, expressionless except for slightly snarling, and biting your shoulder, the blood flowing constantly downward, and you laughed on and on, complimenting me on the omelet I made for you and asking for more potatoes.
You would still eat, wouldn't you? You cannot stop her, once you've broken her, you know that this will happen. Will you stop forcing and manipulating her mind...you can't...you need ner.
The train to Portland leaves at nine thirty am. That is sooooooooooooo early for me; I've been sleeping until 1:25pm every day and riding to work as fast as possible to make it there by 1:45pm. I have been sleeping a lot.
Stop dragging her around with your teeth, you know she only follows you because it's convenient and she doesn't know what else to do. Tomorrow she'll fight back, she dreamed that you fell down, dizzy and in a panic, and she slept in your bed that night. We left you there on the floor. You passed away the next day, but nobody noticed. We were indifferent. You were there for the next week with people trampling your grey body, half propped up against the wall, your arms given up at reaching for nothing. Tomorrow she may delay you at least.
In my dream, her teeth were in your shoulder and she wouldn't let go. As you drank coffee at the breakfast table, she was there standing next to you, expressionless except for slightly snarling, and biting your shoulder, the blood flowing constantly downward, and you laughed on and on, complimenting me on the omelet I made for you and asking for more potatoes.
You would still eat, wouldn't you? You cannot stop her, once you've broken her, you know that this will happen. Will you stop forcing and manipulating her mind...you can't...you need ner.