it was hard to do anything today. i didn't even write in my journal (the pen n' paper schizophrenic one i have - not this happy little series of 1s and 0s).
without risk, struggle, and putting your heart on the line on a frequent basis, everything feels like channel 13 coming in all fuzzy... ghost images, broken up sound. i felt like i only caught half of the day today.
i wanna run until my lungs explode, and scream till my throat gets all warm and sweet tasting. i have one of those too-much-sleep headaches.
without risk, struggle, and putting your heart on the line on a frequent basis, everything feels like channel 13 coming in all fuzzy... ghost images, broken up sound. i felt like i only caught half of the day today.
i wanna run until my lungs explode, and scream till my throat gets all warm and sweet tasting. i have one of those too-much-sleep headaches.
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lolita:
Then run! And scream too! sometimes its fun!
catrafelina:
mwhahahaha WE'RE STALKING YOU