with a wish.

With a dream.

With a distant hope that is in fact not so distant....

My ears are ringing.

[I was just playing drums for an hour to music in my headphones]...

I hope she falls in love with me.

It's late, but I have no interest in attempting to sleep.

It's futile.

i have no idea wtf a live journal is for. nobody i know has one. if you care, or feel like pretending to care, drop me a line. or a comment. or whatever the hell you do on this place. i really dunno. help?