another friday full of solitude. this last week has been full of self-introspection. and those eyes...those eyes! they permeate my every thought. and i used to think i was intelligent and had a small hint to the Underlying Plan For All Things, but realized in fact, i'm just a lovesick fool who tricked himself into believing i'm destined for greater things. i need to wake the fuck up.
bitch bitch bitch, moan moan moan...and so on.
i need human contact. im house sitting for my mom, and she lives out in the boonies and my car is all fucked up, so i havent talked to human in 5 days. i'm starting to go nutty. i need someone to center me, to pick me up and slap me around and tell me to get over it and move on. but i will always remember those eyes...
bitch bitch bitch, moan moan moan...and so on.
i need human contact. im house sitting for my mom, and she lives out in the boonies and my car is all fucked up, so i havent talked to human in 5 days. i'm starting to go nutty. i need someone to center me, to pick me up and slap me around and tell me to get over it and move on. but i will always remember those eyes...
