Jan 05, 2005 01:13
i can't quite handle it
i don't really understand it
and baby when you have the time
I wanna tell you what is on my mind
No such thing.
It's clear.
Obviously, this is not the place I'm supposed to be.
On and on and on I've searched
What I'm looking for is not here on earth.
I can't stand it.
I can't take any more.
I have to go.
So long everybody--
Don't know where I'm headed.
Hope I see you someday soon.
I have gone beyond the moon
he loves to fight and make me feel like nothing
never loving, but always fucking.
my medication is slow.
when it kicks in, that's when my mind chooses to go.
my feel-better begins just when i get attached.
it ends.
it's insane.
love is butter.
won't you be my bread?
you are so good at keeping me company.