what a homecoming
silent for six months. a new record i think.
i actually want to do my homework, but staring at pages and pages words is making me feel nauseous, a feeling i've been having a lot in the past four days or so. it's all that valentines day chocolate or something. "valentine's day, because love isn't complicated enough" pretty much summarizes my sentiment reguarding that holiday.
palahniuk is depressing the hell out of me, but i cant seem to put it down because its compellingly honest, and his language is pretty admirable as well. i feel guilty recommending it to anyone though (oops, sorry laurel) because i dont want to subject anyone i like to such.. brutal honesty. it's not so pretty.
i should have gotten a more drastic haircut. i really ought to do my homework. i wish i had found decent versions of the continuum songs. and i really ought to talk, but its too soon for dramatics. we can pretend a little while longer, can't we?
you say that i treat you like a book on the shelf. i don't take you out too often, cause i know that i've completed you. and that's why you are here, that's the reason you are here. how awful that must feel. you said you'd be my dream, i could have you every night, and if by morning i'd forgotten you, well, no big deal, that'd be all right, because you're the reoccuring kind. you are the reoccuring kind. you never really leave my mind. things can be so pretty when you pull one line out.
i actually want to do my homework, but staring at pages and pages words is making me feel nauseous, a feeling i've been having a lot in the past four days or so. it's all that valentines day chocolate or something. "valentine's day, because love isn't complicated enough" pretty much summarizes my sentiment reguarding that holiday.
palahniuk is depressing the hell out of me, but i cant seem to put it down because its compellingly honest, and his language is pretty admirable as well. i feel guilty recommending it to anyone though (oops, sorry laurel) because i dont want to subject anyone i like to such.. brutal honesty. it's not so pretty.
i should have gotten a more drastic haircut. i really ought to do my homework. i wish i had found decent versions of the continuum songs. and i really ought to talk, but its too soon for dramatics. we can pretend a little while longer, can't we?
you say that i treat you like a book on the shelf. i don't take you out too often, cause i know that i've completed you. and that's why you are here, that's the reason you are here. how awful that must feel. you said you'd be my dream, i could have you every night, and if by morning i'd forgotten you, well, no big deal, that'd be all right, because you're the reoccuring kind. you are the reoccuring kind. you never really leave my mind. things can be so pretty when you pull one line out.