e_loveless

the moon's so beautiful
when you show it to me.
that's the song playing
on my inner stereo
around the clock.


i need a new job to stop me from taking random, awful pictures of myself.


her name was lola.


she was a show girl.


somethingsomethingsomething.

today has been rather random.

dear keyboard. fuck off and die. you're irritating.
dear hollie. stop pouring shit into things that don't need watering. first the printer, now the keyboard for a second time. ugh.

what do you do when you suddenly hate the ones that you would previously have called your closest friends.
it's gotten to the point where i can't fucking stand the inane banter that i feel forced into.

so instead, i listen to radiohead. and unpack the bits of my life that used to fucking mean something. all this material crap that used to bring substance to my life. that used to remind me of better times. that used to prove that you still loved me. and now what. a meaningless void. an empty fucking hole. for nothing.
you really were never worth it.

i don't know anymore.
and now i've gone and done it.
i've fallen in love with an apparition.