I just wrestled with some bear, and she left me feeling bitter and out of place. Finally jumping off this half-sunken ship, and swimming to somewhere more rockin', I'm hoping. This modern disease is attacking my nerves again, and man, it stings. Carrion corpses, metallic clouds, smiling bristled faces in the water. God, I want to go cut that bitch. I have no sympathy left for anyone, and I'm usually an extremely sympathetic person. Goddammit. Shit and fuck and golden jazzy blues, see what I did with the colors there? Please give me sunshine, give me hope, what am I looking towards, where is that high? I'm sore in the gut, and jesus, it hurts.
STOP SCREAMING OUTSIDE MY WINDOW
Tell me what it means to have a "broken social scene." My nail polish is chipped off and my toes look rotten. Fight me, bite me, I hate being unfeeling. Having another bad day. Something about Wednesdays...
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