some of them have to do with my addictions, of which i haven,t been able to get enough and this is making me sick. waiting for the right phone call to come... perhaps i should quit for once and all, and leave behind all this dirt... but would my personality be changed by that? i just don,t know but if i never try...
and i,m going through another low, i can,t be happy when i,m with her - by now.
my blood thickens, my laughter dies and my hands freeze... we really do need some time together to sort things out, to find happiness again
and my job slowly kills me, bruises that won,t heal
and people keep asking me why i like radiohead...
they sing my life
and it is significant that i,ve talked a whole lot more about drugs than about my girl
literary suicides
beautiful
harmless
& useful
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