Bitters
Why can't we have it all? There just has to be somebody out there who has all of it. The whole damn package. It only makes sense that some one is something other than the snail slowly snailing across the razor. There should be something that is only good half and no bad half...but then I suppose it would only be half a person. To be a good human you have to be a terrible person.
I'm probably one of the most boring people around. It seems sometimes that the only thing that gets me through days is routine. Putting my watch in a box every night lets me fall asleep. Finding it in the same spot in the morning gets me through the day. Just yesterday I thought this reverence for little ideosyncraies was a wonderful thing, but now it sort of disusts me. Things such as tie-tacks and pens amaze me. But then again...so do crest fallen leaves and broken mirrors.
I was laying with her in my arms but I was thinking far away from there. Breathing in some sort of blue tinted air. All people want is to connect, nothing more. I connected recently...it was good. I held hands and prattled on. Some times everything is necessary. Time is just memory mixed with desire.
I'm probably one of the most boring people around. It seems sometimes that the only thing that gets me through days is routine. Putting my watch in a box every night lets me fall asleep. Finding it in the same spot in the morning gets me through the day. Just yesterday I thought this reverence for little ideosyncraies was a wonderful thing, but now it sort of disusts me. Things such as tie-tacks and pens amaze me. But then again...so do crest fallen leaves and broken mirrors.
I was laying with her in my arms but I was thinking far away from there. Breathing in some sort of blue tinted air. All people want is to connect, nothing more. I connected recently...it was good. I held hands and prattled on. Some times everything is necessary. Time is just memory mixed with desire.