May 12, 2005 00:55
brian jones has jigged me once again. one of our 2 hour soul coughing conversations.
it's relationship/love/do i want it? jigging. sometimes i think that's the worst kind.
or the worst kind for me.
it's cool. i'll swallow it eventually.
as of now though, my chest and my shoulders feel like they have 50 pound weights on them.
it's almost hard to breath.
i'm being slightly dramatic.
but that happens when you're sad.