Time sounds like air.
Just when you think things are going good you see books.
Sometimes I wake up and smell aliens.
Everyday is like the ceiling.
Whenever I walk outside I say yes.
I usually take five steps to sharpen a pencil.
When life hands me oranges I go for a walk.
On occasion I think twice when magazines are in season.
I repeatedly tell myself grapes.
I favor MnM peanuts to foil.
I often speak to tables running.
Sometimes its better when things don't fucking make sense because if you try to make sense of things you just end up not sleeping all night and confusing the hell out of yourself by over thinking shit.
I desperately need sleep.
My mind is racing like a monkey on rollerblades.
---POST WAS POINTLESS, FORGIVE ME IF YOU WASTED PRECIOUS MOMENTS OF YOUR LIFE READING IT--
I will say though, this is not an emo post! It is a delirious one.
-Aileen
Sometimes I wake up and smell aliens.
Everyday is like the ceiling.
Whenever I walk outside I say yes.
I usually take five steps to sharpen a pencil.
When life hands me oranges I go for a walk.
On occasion I think twice when magazines are in season.
I repeatedly tell myself grapes.
I favor MnM peanuts to foil.
I often speak to tables running.
Sometimes its better when things don't fucking make sense because if you try to make sense of things you just end up not sleeping all night and confusing the hell out of yourself by over thinking shit.
I desperately need sleep.
My mind is racing like a monkey on rollerblades.
---POST WAS POINTLESS, FORGIVE ME IF YOU WASTED PRECIOUS MOMENTS OF YOUR LIFE READING IT--
I will say though, this is not an emo post! It is a delirious one.
-Aileen