burnbright

big to everyone from last night. it was awesome to see you all, including a bunch of people i haven't seen in awhile. i got to meet new crazy kids, too, which is always fun.


so. yes. good times at the bar.
(shabbydo, i love you. )


not so good times after the bar. we'll see how this ends up... i am not optimistic. the level of disrespect... you know, i fully understand that everything i've done these past couple months has been my choice. i could have chosen a lot differently. but i didn't. because that's not who i am. whether advantage was taken... it's hard to say. i've put up with a lot of shit thus far, but this pretty much takes the cake.


it just all slips
away so slowly
you don't even notice till you've lost a lot
i've been like one of those zombies, in vegas
pouring quarters into a slot
and now i'm tired and i am broke
and i feel stupid and i feel used
and i'm at the end of my little rope
and i am swinging back and forth about you
and before it gets so cold
that the rain turns to snow
there's just a couple things i'd like to know
like how could you do nothing
and say i'm doing my best
how could you take almost everything
and then come back for the rest
how could you beg me to stay
reach out your hands and plead
and then pack up your eyes and run away
as soon as i agreed


it's been in my head all morning.

now it's off to work...