Sunday, September 23, 2007

I am aware of myself; (passerby nerves, the common words)

I feel like I've been sweating out a lot of things lately. my brain is stuck on repeat-play on a song about nothing. Ive been more shaky this weekend than any of my worst days combined, and it's all for nothing. I've been saying I'll take a shower for the past five days. I'm so disgusting sometimes.
I wish this could be written. But I can't express right. skeleton nerves; the sad thing is that it's true most of the time.
still reeling from the attacks on my self. you don't know the dependency issues I have with your words.
I love it when I feel close to you. it makes me feel less like i'm on the pier at high tide. I know I'll be safe but the water rises enough to get my mind to overwork it.
stuck in fine gear. not like the art.
(make me feel less like one of a million, make me feel more like one in a million.)

"in mexico people wear hummingbird amulets around their necks to show they are searching for love. here people pretend that they aren't. searching."

your ninth inning conscience has gotten me giving up on you closer to the snack break than ever.