Phycolinguistics
sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and have no idea where i am and have no memory of what happened in the last 24 hours. Its all the perks of binge drinking and blacking out without the headache and vomit. Sadly, that point where I have no idea whose house of bed I am in and whose life I'm living is probably the best part of my day. If I could postpone the truth from flooding in so quickly I'd have a much better attitude. Its like a small glimpse into living someone elses life. Or not living any life, rather feeling what its like to live without the obligations of living a life.
I just want to wear my six layers of clothes, my two zip ups, my airwalks and my crooked glassesand go about my day without interference. I wanna smoke and eat fast food at four in the morning without my body falling apart. I want to be with my boyfriend and him be with me and simply breath and laugh and sleep and love without life collapsing on us. I want to live in a will ferral movie and laugh till I brake something. By brake something I mean a body part or organ. I cantsee anyone enjoying something so much they kick in a door. I want to be having such a great time I can't control myself and kick in a door. Why the hell not?
And instead of setting about on my way to doing these these things, I'm going to struggle to stay awake for the rest of this class, drive the speed limit home to avoid a ticket and take a nap. And if I'm feeling risky I might skip going to the gym and suffer incurable inconsolable guilt for the rest of the night because of it.
I just want to wear my six layers of clothes, my two zip ups, my airwalks and my crooked glassesand go about my day without interference. I wanna smoke and eat fast food at four in the morning without my body falling apart. I want to be with my boyfriend and him be with me and simply breath and laugh and sleep and love without life collapsing on us. I want to live in a will ferral movie and laugh till I brake something. By brake something I mean a body part or organ. I cantsee anyone enjoying something so much they kick in a door. I want to be having such a great time I can't control myself and kick in a door. Why the hell not?
And instead of setting about on my way to doing these these things, I'm going to struggle to stay awake for the rest of this class, drive the speed limit home to avoid a ticket and take a nap. And if I'm feeling risky I might skip going to the gym and suffer incurable inconsolable guilt for the rest of the night because of it.