Jan 31, 2004 19:49
My guitar won’t tune
But I don’t know how to play so it doesn’t matter
This is the type of music I need to write
Why do you always cancel on me?
My thoughts are incoherent
I’m starting to feel like dear Sylvia
I did have a fairly good day anyway
I flirted with Alex, but I don’t think he could tell
I need to plug you in so you don’t run out of batteries
Where has everyone gone?
I miss you.
I feel like dancing…or learning something new.
I feel like reading but I can’t seem to concentrate on one thing for a long period of time
I hate parents…and not just mine.
I think I’d like to get out of here soon.
I like that word you used, so I’ll incorporate it into my vocabulary
Like I incorporate everything else you do.
I wish I could play piano.
I wish I had someone to be with.
There are a lot of people here I’d like to get to know better.
Maybe I can do something extreme and finally get noticed.
I miss you.
I think I look good in these jeans
I wish I was famous so I could have someone take pictures of me
My room isn’t clean but I like it that way.
I’d I could pick one thing to represent my life I’d pick you.
I don’t even know what that means.
I may just be a bit obsessed.
Who is that person? Who are you?
I’d like to write better poetry and than
I’d be one of those underground poets no one has heard of but is pure genius.
I miss you.