she was a princess, queen of the highway.
"no one can save her.."
frostbite.
i'm being strangled by nostalgia. just remembering the warmth of the old days of yore and youth; before we were tainted with worries and addictions. ah the good times of "being in-love". with what was i in love? did anyone ever wonder who the infamous love of mine was? i call it love, my therapist calls it substance abuse.TOMATOE, TOMAHTOE. POTATOE, VODKA. HAHA. altered states of consciousness are but a reminiscence of happiness and/or a substitute. "happiness is an altered state of consciousness" so my brilliance leads me to know. i don't pursue it [happiness], only because it runs away frome me and i dont have the lung capacity to chase after it. "the only thing a girl should chase is her vodka", i guess haha. such a demeaning thing to think. i want something good and i want things to finally go right but the chance of that seems to be retreating off into the distance; to a far-away-land-once upon a time. i feel like a kitten. i feel like a kitten and i feel like Life is my master playing the "tease-game" with me. its ridiculous. i find myself to be back at the place where i was last year- dreading the minute i have to wake up to go to school with impending misery and lonliness and DRONAGE and boredom, hovering above me. the only thing different from last year is-i'm sober. and i fucking hate it. i need to start finding what makes me happy before i plunge back into my tumultuous relationship with TINA. i need happiness to be my new drug. so far i've just been watching lots of movies... ;)
frostbite.
i'm being strangled by nostalgia. just remembering the warmth of the old days of yore and youth; before we were tainted with worries and addictions. ah the good times of "being in-love". with what was i in love? did anyone ever wonder who the infamous love of mine was? i call it love, my therapist calls it substance abuse.TOMATOE, TOMAHTOE. POTATOE, VODKA. HAHA. altered states of consciousness are but a reminiscence of happiness and/or a substitute. "happiness is an altered state of consciousness" so my brilliance leads me to know. i don't pursue it [happiness], only because it runs away frome me and i dont have the lung capacity to chase after it. "the only thing a girl should chase is her vodka", i guess haha. such a demeaning thing to think. i want something good and i want things to finally go right but the chance of that seems to be retreating off into the distance; to a far-away-land-once upon a time. i feel like a kitten. i feel like a kitten and i feel like Life is my master playing the "tease-game" with me. its ridiculous. i find myself to be back at the place where i was last year- dreading the minute i have to wake up to go to school with impending misery and lonliness and DRONAGE and boredom, hovering above me. the only thing different from last year is-i'm sober. and i fucking hate it. i need to start finding what makes me happy before i plunge back into my tumultuous relationship with TINA. i need happiness to be my new drug. so far i've just been watching lots of movies... ;)