Wednesday is gone...let us happily say goodbye to it. Another day passes, another week nearly gone & time escapes me in the same manner as sleep. I shouldn't complain, after all, I am a vampire.
I've just realized that i've never taken the time to express my gratitude for the existence of such a site as this. A beautiful vehicle for establishing lines of communication with people that one may have never had the opportunity to meet or share ideas with in this lifetime. ahhh...suicide...
So, i've been singing in the shower again...not that any flatmates living in my townhouse would find this surprising. I can't seem to get these lyrics out of my head and oh, how true they ring...
"How do you talk without speaking?
How do you hear without listening?
How do you live without feeling?
How do you take without giving?
How do you keep it all inside?
...there are footprints on my ceiling,
I can't help this f*cked up feeling,
something's wrong, you ain't comin' around here no more,
try to get my thoughts together,
I think of a time when things were better...
this miscommunication is breaking me down..."
My new "cat" is still very self-sufficient and though her movements are few, she continues to pull interest from me, closely holding my attention when I'm in the room with her. Always smiling, throwing looks my way, her greetings remain the same & some still say that she's just plastic.
...the ocean is a fuck of a long way to swim...I still hold onto the hope that someone is willing to cross it.
more later
I've just realized that i've never taken the time to express my gratitude for the existence of such a site as this. A beautiful vehicle for establishing lines of communication with people that one may have never had the opportunity to meet or share ideas with in this lifetime. ahhh...suicide...
So, i've been singing in the shower again...not that any flatmates living in my townhouse would find this surprising. I can't seem to get these lyrics out of my head and oh, how true they ring...
"How do you talk without speaking?
How do you hear without listening?
How do you live without feeling?
How do you take without giving?
How do you keep it all inside?
...there are footprints on my ceiling,
I can't help this f*cked up feeling,
something's wrong, you ain't comin' around here no more,
try to get my thoughts together,
I think of a time when things were better...
this miscommunication is breaking me down..."
My new "cat" is still very self-sufficient and though her movements are few, she continues to pull interest from me, closely holding my attention when I'm in the room with her. Always smiling, throwing looks my way, her greetings remain the same & some still say that she's just plastic.
...the ocean is a fuck of a long way to swim...I still hold onto the hope that someone is willing to cross it.
more later
fortunately for everyone else, they cant hear me.