October 2009
4 posts
Wheres that girl from last night
a better slumber was in your arms, spent tangled up in you, a sudden mourning crashed in the room, with an uninvited sudden change in you what can i say? wheres that girl from last night whos slept on that side and looks just like you do? you can sleep in your own bed tonight, sleep away a silent pain screaming out my name, you can sleep in your own bed tonight i hope for your sake you dont wake...
I need you so much closer, so come on.
My mind has recently developed this internal alarm clock that wakes me up every morning at six something, and it’s driving me insane. I don’t go to sleep every night untill 2ish so that leaves me with about four hours of solid sleep each night. That can’t be healthy, but the fact that I’ve watched almost every sunrise/sunset for the past week or so makes me feel like...
“I miss her smell and the way she tastes. It’s a mystery of human chemistry and I...”
– High Fidelity
10:24 pm
I’m at a point where I think about tomorrow being just another day, where everything goes wrong and more things get messed up.
Mood: Stuck Music: Pixies - Hey