pick up tomorrow

Mar 24, 2004 01:55

"it's not in what you say anymore....
it's all in how you say it."
-way of the gun

sleep becomes impossible.....
nausea arrives in waves.....
and the only sound i can hear
is the creaking of my joints,
not your breath in my ear.

random thoughts for the night: where's the tylenol and also how the next couple weeks will decide what i'm doing for the rest of the year.

tread softly. you're in unmarked territory and it's best not to proceed without a guide. however, if you choose to move prior to advisement, be prepared for whatever lies ahead.

eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.....the theater does it great justice and i highly suggest viewing it in one.

damn that inheirant anxiety us schmid's are cursed with
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