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sha na na na na na na na knees pleeze

i feel lonely and alone.

i'll say it for the whole world. shout it into a megaphone. write it over and over and over for everyone to see. lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely lonley.

when you write a word over and over it starts looking weird. the o's and the n's and e's start tricking your mind. they are saying you spell everything wrong.

this is the only thing i ever come back to. the only thing that truly has my back. the only thing that doesn't get mad at me or doesn't misunderstand what i say. it doesn't think i overreact.

well that's not entirely true.

when u hide behind your words, when you keep them safety pinned behind your back or tucked into the pockets of your jeans, in my book, your a pussy. we're all guilty of it. no one uses the word 'tough' anymore, and when they do, it aint too true.

today i took the subway of boredom to the anxiety fest. i walked around the corner and hung out with the trying too hard to tell jokes. but when i had dinner i felt good. and i got a text that said 'wife' and it made me smile.

and i watched entourage. i love it.

but now i'm home. alone and lonely. remove these things i say. but i don't get down on my knees. maybe i'm too scared to believe that might really make a difference.

11:48 p.m. - 2005-06-26

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