we never did too much talking anyway

[stellaluca]

mercy me. tonite was insane in a bad way. tonite was 'lets get coke' and then when we do its 'lets sit around and be boring on coke'. nightmarish non-adventures with a psuedo-perfect couple. they grasp eachother yet dont look eachother in the eye. she nods at his words and he is commanding like a hunting dog, pointing the direction as i look on at the sad spectacle. they sit side by side, escaping each other only to pee or smoke a fag out the window. it's complete bullshit. i am saddened when i see love that takes shapes that are not definitive of its true meaning. so much control going on here, no real connection.

love is not babysitting eachother, love is not submission. love is the reach upward.
.....it's some sort of intangible, bobbing presence that ermerges amidst millions of miles of expansive waves.

my mind, bored by those who inhabit my apartment at this moment, is wandering ever so calmy.
what remains after passion is the 'gone and empty' feelings that shroud the pillars of memory.
the case against regression is the long term psychosis-driven memories that block why they've stayed submerged,
so one must consider what symbolism this has to offer, and what meaning and cause our own minds have adopted in order to prioritize and classify each action concerning love.

tho i suppose studying love is not possible to do objectively.

coke is totally lame

v M