murderthisghost

im fucking sick....i hate being sick, especially this kind of sick, where it's just allergies to the pollen....where its all in my head, just aching, sneezing, runny nose, pain that i can feel in my teeth.....and its not going away....i have to move away from Georgia, the fucking ground is yellow from all of the pollen....it rained yesterday and it was like tiny yellow rivers washing it all away....and today i wake up feeling like someone beat my head all night with a hammer.....i havent left the apartment all day....just reading and listening to music....i tried to play guitar for a while but my head just hurts too bad....i'll probably sleep early but then again i did nothing today so i doubt thats possible.....anyways, heres the song of the day....Bright Eyes' "Lua".............
I know that it is freezing but I think we have to walk
I keep waving at the taxis; they keep turning their lights off
But Julie knows a party at some actor's west side loft
Supplies are endless in the evening; by the morning they'll be gone.

When everything is lonely I can be my own best friend
I get a coffee and the paper; have my own conversations
With the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection
The mask I polish in the evening, by the morning looks like shit.

And I know you have a heavy heart; I can feel it when we kiss
So many men stronger than me have thrown their backs out trying to lift it
But me I'm not a gamble you can count on me to split
The love I sell you in the evening, by the morning won't exist.

You're looking skinny like a model with your eyes all painted black
You just keep going to the bathroom always say you'll be right back
Well it takes one to know one, kid, I think you've got it bad
But what's so easy in the evening, by the morning is such a drag.

I've got a flask inside my pocket we can share it on the train
If you promise to stay conscious I will try and do the same
We might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain
But what was normal in the evening, by the morning seems insane.

And I'm not sure what the trouble was that started all of this
The reasons all have run away but the feeling never did
It's not something I would recommend, but it is one way to live
Cause what is simple in the moonlight, by the morning never is
What's so simple in the moonlight, now is so complicated
What's so simple in the moonlight, so simple in the moonlight