Nov 11, 2005 03:20
I need some fresh air.
At Plaza Deli I call fresh air going out back to get stoned.
I want some of that fresh air as well at the moment.
I want to go outside.
I want to go out back.
I want to go somewhere the fuck away from detroit, MI. I know things take time and for the moment I'm where I am and I have to deal and stay put, but I just might go a little crazy in the mean time. I'm getting close I can almost taste it but I'm all about the instant gratification. I'm working on that. You know, those things called patience. But living in my little box full of the same old shit and things I don't want to be reminded of constantly all around me is making me like I'm suffocating. I don't see things. I don't meet people. I get no better idea of what I want or who I am. You know? Jesus christ. I just want to see some things. Meet some people. Feel small. Breathe.
"I wanna live in a city with no friends or family
I'm gonna look out the window of my color T.V.
I wanna remember to remember to forget you forgot me
I'm gonna look out the window of my color T.V"
-mm