onie

I can see your leaving me

your takin' up with the enemy
the cold comfort of the in-between
a little less than a human being
a little less than a happy high
a little less than a suicide
the only things you really tried
this is not my life
its just a fond farewell to a friend
its not what im like
its just a fond farewell to a friend
who couldnt get things right

- (the late) elliot smith

im drunk.. i called him, drunk dialing.. perhaps its more of a "do what i want to do cause i dont give a shit what anyone thinks" dialing, more than a "drunk" dialing.

i could tell you so much ive discovered in these recent times but im not in the mood to pour my heart out right now. instead i will find my bed. and ..... think.

so many fond memories.. no one holds a candle... whats the lesson, i ponder... is it a transitional thought.. is it a (and perhaps not so much since i typo'd and had to go back to correct my original words which were "its a" instead of "is it a" past life thing.. i need to talk to Carolina.. she will know what i cannot see.. what my vision blinds me from.. its said a psychic cannot read for themselves... only others.. i see its releavence now. hmm... to meditate on this. please find the answers that will clear this all up. im ill of being sad and im ill of waiting. i need change. something has to give. it has to be me.

good night, errr.. morning.. errr.. sleep! i hope you all are sleeping peace-fully... if you dont know what to say to this than please tell me about what you dreamed of.

X
Onie