blueberries
listening to:
the strokes
mood:
angry
2006-06-05 - 6:00 p.m.
blueberries and black eyes. they are ten for a buck - out of luck- happier than two peas in a pod... one pea in the sea - unsettling mystery - blame you - blame me. redteamalert, pass me by. cute shorts with high heels and new monitor box for a deal. ihateyouihateyouihateyouiloveyou. photos- pictures of past of present of pastures and pastors- presents, pretense, presence, past tense. then then then then and NOW.
OUCH!! you hurt. you're hurt. pit of your stomach pain, i hope it keeps you up, like you did me. i hope it takes your sleep and your peace. restless and worried and sick and down. you can't have this. you cannot have this. how dare you think two words would assault you and take you down, and for you to react as if i was a loaded weapon... i guess i am danger to you. i guess you are toxic to me.
flip of a switch and i am deplete.
so good, so good. you're good.
and your good graces and faces and smiles take me to another place. feeling confident and absurd and red faced.
the same music plays as it did a year ago and a year before that. changes. not so much.
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