Dark and grey, no sign of the sun.

Dec 07, 2007 12:02

There's this nice line where Emo and Jam Band meet each other, and I love it. And I don't care.
And it's called "Clementine" by Elliot Smith.

Sometimes my insides try to find ways out. Like now.

Yesterday I talked to my dad on the phone for... too long. I was really stoned and didn't feel like dancing around the questions that he didn't want the real answers to. I don't like myself much at all when I'm stoned... but much of the time that I'm stoned, I can forget all about it. I'm not sure I like myself much at all when I'm clean, either. But much of the time that I'm clean I can forget all about it, too.

Right now I think if I could do anything I wanted, and be with anyone I wanted, I'd crawl back into the womb and try to reabsorb. I feel like this pretty often.

Nate made it for 5 months here, but it was during the summer, and he had Juba. I've been here short of three months... Five months will be on February 12th...

I have so much love and no one here to give it to. So it just sizzles out.
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