i'm not glowing and you're the reason

is this thing on? i'm trying to reach the ones i used to know the ones that care cared thought they cared whatever is the difference is okay with me, just drag it around her before i lose the will to type in phrases that add up to waking lies and transparent dreams. i guess it's always been about a last way to sleep and know that someone somewhere was watching thinking oyu might be dreaming of them. i usually was i've never been good at pretending. imagination was there for me but never when i needed it or wanted it just when i wasn't trying. it's good to not try not think not be aware of anything except a plastic liter bottle of kentucky delux whisky and the line to buy cigarettes. why is everyone in every corner station persian? enough said.

2002-09-14 | 4:26 a.m.
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