Nov 27, 2006 00:40
as i suffer, i dare not speak, words are vomit in illusive sound waves. they make you feel like shit, they put you on your knees, then make you ugly. noone to hold you hair back when your speaking, making sure you dont get it on anyone. its an uncontrollable movement, a lack of control rather. speaking itself isnt too harmful, its the words that do the damage. for every good thing said, its equally hurtfull in other places.
my mind, is on its knees waiting for the uplifting vomit of words to end.
ohh how i hate being depressed.
on a good note though...the last week has been fuckign great..party party party..and blow through 500 dollars on boos.only a few people will actually understand my above ramble..for those of you who do..your the best!