Aug 08, 2006 22:47
ive been the most busy bee ever, My brain hasnt stopped even though they got me on Brrain relaxers.
hell of a drug, slow down my mind and make things not so blurry. I just want to know why i have to swallow this yellow pills for that to happen. stupid.
THe devil was portrayed on your wrists, Grey-black smoke trailed him. Flared nostrils, more of that smoke surrounded your face.
why are you hiding from me?
Wesley Borden is recording music, he has written about a song every other day and soon will have enough for a full album. Maybe handpanther will put it out.
if anyone ever wanted to hear it they could. i would even mail it.
Its almost noise. Drone. Music that you can day dream to. It not completely melodyless, im human not made of metal and screws.
I moved again, bell town. 2132 5th ave.apt# 103.
i live like a gypsy man from place to place.. i dont have a bed anymore i have a cot. its comfy believe it or not. room for one, maybe two.
someone should come see this picture i drew and the secret letter i wrote on the type writter jenna bought me before she broke up with me.
Its ok i still love her but i loved her more when i used to be kinder and she was sober.
i dont know who i am kidding i cant compete with those boys.
Good thing i have got my scooter. better thing i have got my mother.
she didnt call today, that means she didnt worry.