i stood in the cold for over an hour, listening
to my brother yell at me over..whatever. He realised after
about 45 minutes that i were tuning him out & spent another
twenty minutes bitching about how i never listen to him.

Then after he left, i were talking to Synful & he mentioned that J were singing
Sinead O'Conner's Nothing compares to you. ( Read more... )

Soemtimes when i go crazy -
even if 'tis in silence -
i wonder how you tolerate it.

Soemtimes i wonder how you ever sleep
when my insomniac tendencies &nightmares
when i manage sleep of my own are so
rampant.

Soemtimes, when my oddness exceedes erratic & crosses
into mental (or screwball, or what term you prefer ( Read more... )

What happens when you reach that point where soemthing snaps & it becomes too much?

I asked you that question ages ago. You responded soemthing to the effect of "It won't happen, it's never too much". So far you've stood by your word. Last night i made you go. In moments of madness & madlove, rage & reminisce. Last night, i realised exactly what ( Read more... )