Feb 18, 2004 19:30
i am going to the pub tonight
[don't]stop me.
i might do something everyone will think is stupid
but i'm dreamy.
i can't help it.
the suspense is killing me.
my guts and my heart tell me what I know.
And this feeling that is pulsating down to my legs is causing
a strange reaction in my bones.
it's that nervous feeling you get before a new job, or when you are seeing someone for the first time in 2 years.
i can't walk, without my legs collapsing
i just want to lay down so this feeling in my tummy
just goes away.
maybe it's wrong...
maybe i'm wrong.
get
me away
from here
i'm dying