the after effects are wearing off.
SHHHHHHHHHh.
I'm so tired of women.
The only two woman that I can stand for extended periods of time are: my mother, Kayla, and MacKenzie. One of which, is still technically a toddler, but try and explain why she's not a woman and embark on a two hour debate.
Something is wrong with me and i'm not quite sure what.
I can't paint.
I can't write any good songs.
I can't write, period.
I can't FEEL anything.
oh, i know that feeling.
Being lost, its called. Walking around doing your daily tasks, doing what seems to be the best things to do, but always being so unenthused about it all. Going to school, working a 9-5, doing your laundry, washing your car, cleaning your room, shaving your legs. Its all "meaningless jestures." Everybody knows the curse but not the cure.
"Sometimes, meaningless jestures are all we have."
i used to know where i was.
now, im stoned, half asleep, drinking green tea from the jug, and wishing i was in wyoming.
I heard some old friends of mine moved to shreveport.
I don't really care. bleh. they work at the mall. i never go to the mall. the mall and me are like jellow and pizza sauce, just not that good of a combination.
im tired. night.
I'm so tired of women.
The only two woman that I can stand for extended periods of time are: my mother, Kayla, and MacKenzie. One of which, is still technically a toddler, but try and explain why she's not a woman and embark on a two hour debate.
Something is wrong with me and i'm not quite sure what.
I can't paint.
I can't write any good songs.
I can't write, period.
I can't FEEL anything.
oh, i know that feeling.
Being lost, its called. Walking around doing your daily tasks, doing what seems to be the best things to do, but always being so unenthused about it all. Going to school, working a 9-5, doing your laundry, washing your car, cleaning your room, shaving your legs. Its all "meaningless jestures." Everybody knows the curse but not the cure.
"Sometimes, meaningless jestures are all we have."
i used to know where i was.
now, im stoned, half asleep, drinking green tea from the jug, and wishing i was in wyoming.
I heard some old friends of mine moved to shreveport.
I don't really care. bleh. they work at the mall. i never go to the mall. the mall and me are like jellow and pizza sauce, just not that good of a combination.
im tired. night.