So my thoughts are erased.
I was just typing an interesting conversation with bellface while on here, on my last entry. here's mr funny now.
schmereo: i need amusement. gimme a website to check out that will make me snort with laughter!
silvermtreverie: ha
silvermtreverie: hmm....
schmereo: hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
silvermtreverie: www.dashboardconfessional.com
oh cute. how adorable. oh bell! turn around and say it to my face. outtamyface!
who's working at bal with me today? it better be good. i don't like work. let's run away to arkansas and make a doublewide home and a junior.
hey you!
now you know my user name. imagine it as your copy to the key to my diary. i give you access to my head, to my thoughts, to my musings, to my boredom. you may hear things you like, but there may be moments you had rather not enjoy. this is my head, make yourself comfortable.
my bed was so cold last night, i would turn and curl my arm around the pillow and it only smelled like me and cold. i searched for warmth, for dreams, but i was plagued by nightmares and shivering legs. i slept dreaming that you weren't there only to wake and find it true. it scares me to need you this much, the word "dependancy" rings out of tune. i am confused by it, but i find my comfort, my day powered by you. i need to look more to god to find such, but don't think that this means that you've been demoted.
i wake in the mornings to find the sun just that, a burning sphere when you're not here. i gaze at the clouds in their niches to find them just that, puffs of air. i fall asleep to burning orbs of gas in the night, and wake again to that sun. i need you. things are sharper in your arms, i feel. for now i stumble trip through a fog, a series of counting down seconds until youre here and i am okay.
everywhere is cold, everywhere is nowhere when youre not around. i hate monday. i breathe the weekends.
i breathe and it means nothing right now. i inhale exhale and each breath is one second closer. i scream in my head.
hold me now.
schmereo: i need amusement. gimme a website to check out that will make me snort with laughter!
silvermtreverie: ha
silvermtreverie: hmm....
schmereo: hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
silvermtreverie: www.dashboardconfessional.com
oh cute. how adorable. oh bell! turn around and say it to my face. outtamyface!
who's working at bal with me today? it better be good. i don't like work. let's run away to arkansas and make a doublewide home and a junior.
hey you!
now you know my user name. imagine it as your copy to the key to my diary. i give you access to my head, to my thoughts, to my musings, to my boredom. you may hear things you like, but there may be moments you had rather not enjoy. this is my head, make yourself comfortable.
my bed was so cold last night, i would turn and curl my arm around the pillow and it only smelled like me and cold. i searched for warmth, for dreams, but i was plagued by nightmares and shivering legs. i slept dreaming that you weren't there only to wake and find it true. it scares me to need you this much, the word "dependancy" rings out of tune. i am confused by it, but i find my comfort, my day powered by you. i need to look more to god to find such, but don't think that this means that you've been demoted.
i wake in the mornings to find the sun just that, a burning sphere when you're not here. i gaze at the clouds in their niches to find them just that, puffs of air. i fall asleep to burning orbs of gas in the night, and wake again to that sun. i need you. things are sharper in your arms, i feel. for now i stumble trip through a fog, a series of counting down seconds until youre here and i am okay.
everywhere is cold, everywhere is nowhere when youre not around. i hate monday. i breathe the weekends.
i breathe and it means nothing right now. i inhale exhale and each breath is one second closer. i scream in my head.
hold me now.