why do you expose me when all I have inside are rocks and bones
I Went to sydney on the weekend for Zanes 21st.Kind of fun,kind of not.Cheap wine and pretty boys.I breathed in a moth and met some really cool people. But I seem to want more than life has to have to offer me at the moment.Im bored,unfulfilled and im not sure that im comfortable with the way things are becoming so coherent and predictable.I think i might prefer to remain blissfully unaware and unsure of anything or anyone.I miss what I [never] had.Arrgh.Confusion*
I had a nap before,I dreamed that I had a pet chicken which I carried everywhere.I woke up just in time to watch an Andy Warhol documentary on the biography channel.No one interests me more than Andy at the moment.Hoping to go buy some books on him that I have my eye on,tomorrow.I'm a little lost with nothing to read.
Im going to go swallowmy sleeping pills and lay down.Goodnight homos.