place: the soon-to-be old apt. (yip!)
mood: eyes hurt, caffeine shakes
music: Avail "Cross Tie"
good night. heard some grand music. met sam. smile.
"got a full blown standard to question outright now find something to believe in shared a million secrets that all broke one night damned bad job of concealment sometimes here and sometimes gone when the mainline blows stay sidetracked it's safe to say that perfection is created it perfectly scars and digs deep under skin been at all-time highs and all-time lows sometimes barely maintaining it's strange that to go and shutdown sometimes can be so damned relieving rain on the face can cleanse so deep it will bring a lost feeling right back"
mood: eyes hurt, caffeine shakes
music: Avail "Cross Tie"
good night. heard some grand music. met sam. smile.
"got a full blown standard to question outright now find something to believe in shared a million secrets that all broke one night damned bad job of concealment sometimes here and sometimes gone when the mainline blows stay sidetracked it's safe to say that perfection is created it perfectly scars and digs deep under skin been at all-time highs and all-time lows sometimes barely maintaining it's strange that to go and shutdown sometimes can be so damned relieving rain on the face can cleanse so deep it will bring a lost feeling right back"