Nov 08, 2004 23:16
Our headaches plunged our
headaches
plunged and this
crime&
beginning;
the street cars ogling
& buildings surrounding &
moonlight wavering crossed
by planes and bombs
all just big clouds to sit
& wrap ourselves on.
I feel compelled to make decisions, but there really is no pressure. It just seems as if change is in the air. I've adopted a play it by ear mentality that is once in a while interrupted by a brief and tangential state of exaggerated embracement of emotion, that pretty much makes no sense. Sometimes I experience strong sentimental endearment though, which is happy.
make me ______ how romantic.