Purifying Beauty Milk

Jul 01, 2004 09:32

naked under the towel
I don't need, want, or desire anything, really, and it's driving my crazy. I can't figure out if it's because I'm of no necessity, or because I know I'll be receiving what I want soon. It's been hard for me to wright recently, for any combination of words feels as though it's in the wrong order, portraying the wrong underlying message. There used to ba a rhythm to what I was planning on saying, and now it feels as though I'm walking crooked, and there's nothing wrong with that, but there's nothing I can do about it either.
I need some new records
I can never say what I want when I want...well, that's not true...but I can never say what I want when I should be able to say what I want..that makes more sense. When I'm comfortable, it seems to come out...when I think I am it sounds right at the time, but later I realize that's not at all what I wanted to say. Oh well.
Bike ridding and art books is good
Even though they're musty and full on unknown portraits and landscapes, these compositions were put in the binding for some reason, and should be given an chance.
Lay lady lay...good song
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