Sep 17, 2005 02:23
ok, way tired, love hits the sky, the choices you make when commitments are due. what the fuck is going on between us. is there anything. perhaps i should ask, because it sure as hell is hard to tell. i had to walk home from bowen hills. thank god that train came, otherwise it would have been from brunswick st. an hour of thinking of you, if i told you, if you read this, its what ive been meaning to say. the gig was great but i should be holding you now, if not just for tonight.
man, when you get serious about a chick, shit stirs in the mouth. it sucks, but it happens, dont say you dont know what i mean.