Any Night Like This
Another one of those awful nights when I have much more in my head than I know what to do with.
I hate not knowing what to say, or worse, knowing exactly what to say but never finding the courage to speak.
I think to much.
As ever, as ever.
I wish I could take things simply. But I've never taken to simple things.
Am I not the happy genius of my household?
So very near, but lonely still. What else is new with me? My nails, of course.
I hate not knowing what to say, or worse, knowing exactly what to say but never finding the courage to speak.
I think to much.
As ever, as ever.
I wish I could take things simply. But I've never taken to simple things.
Am I not the happy genius of my household?
So very near, but lonely still. What else is new with me? My nails, of course.