everything resets by the semester.

Apr 27, 2006 00:21

thank you for smoking was one of the best movies i've seen in theaters (and still for free!) for a long time.

handcuffs used to be stronger, and my heart used to beat harder. sleep came a bit quicker back then, when blood filled excited veins and red represented more than just capillaries. now i'm just numb from the anesthetics and i'm not sure i work the same way i used to. yeah, before the vivisection. i hope you're happy that you've got me figured out. the way i work. oh yeah, you've got me figured out. please go back to the way you felt about me three months ago, when cute conversation rolled off your tongue, when it was accented by a strong scent of alcohol. remember when you used to breathe on me? now you just sigh and exhale, smoke travelling behind those rosy red cheeks. i hope you forget how this works by next semester.

argh.
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