Apr 26, 2004 17:25
so i'm wearing this old spoon handle on my finger and some old jeans that are ripping slowly down the center and yesterday's hair and i'm tired like i'm getting older and need more sleep than i did last year or the year before
saturday night i dragged michelle to see intermission....damn good film it was
just thinking that in a few months i'll be over there makes me happy on the inside and smile on the outside
spent most of the weekend with relatives and saying goodbye to my grandma who no one will let die peacefully...especially my grandma herself...she's a wild one and always has been
and of course it is still hot as hell outside as everyone well knows
today had been a series of wrong decisions (nothing terribly important but nothing right either) i shall give you examples
was going to wake up early to do my hair but didnt and was going to wear this other outfit which i should have but didnt; was going to help this one customer but didnt and so i only had one sale to my name for a 5 hour work day; was going to take main street home but i didnt so i sat in traffic and was going to take the 405 to the 55 but didnt so i had to backtrack and then i was going to get food somewhere nice for me but didnt and so now i feel somewhat sick at the carls jr i had and yeah....now i need to write a book report on a book i should have read already but didnt
oh well
Let's Go To Bed
Let me take your hand
I'm shaking like milk
Turning
Turning blue
All over the windows and the floors
Fires outside in the sky
Look as perfect as cats
The two of us together again
But it's just the same
A stupid game
But I don't care if you don't
And I don't feel if you don't
And I don't want it if you don't
And I won't say it
If you don't say it first
You think you're tired now
But wait until three...
Laughing at the Christmas lights
You remember
From December
All of this then back again
Another girl
Another name
Stay alive but stay the same
It's just the same
A stupid game
But I don't care if you don't
And I don't feel if you don't
And I don't want it if you don't
And I won't play it
If you don't play it first
You can't even see now
So you ask me the way
You wonder if it's real
Because it couldn't be rain...
Through the right doorway
And into the white room
It used to be the dust that would lay here
When I came here alone
But I don't care if you don't
And I don't feel if you don't
And I don't want it if you don't
And I won't say it
If you don't say it first