Mar 22, 2010 22:18
I hate it how
People who start conversation before naps that has me all worked up to battle it out end up sleeping peacefully while I keep looking for the deadliest weapon I can find.
I love it
When I fall asleep mid conversation. In some super warped way it feels like payback.
I keep running away from writing , the act of it , or stumbling across things i wrote. I am just so paranoid about it. Explains why I am not on my blog.
I love the feeling of old songs , I like how Frank Sinatra ,John Denver , Patsy Cline , Elvis Presley make the world disappear and bring back a world with softer lights, slower lives and simpler times. It reminds me of Panchgani , an open hall.
I always thought that I was not convented, but when I found myself downloading amazing grace and auld lang syne , I knew the damage was beyond repair.