i've conceded a so-called opening week of rampant blogging to my graphorrhea. i've little reason to believe it's been appeased, but the time has come to channel it for the greater good, knuckle down and start doing those chores i've been so funny and witty about shirking. i'm drawing dangerously close to a spell of unfunny and witless depression. self-love is one moody high maintenance bitch. i put her needs above mine or she walks.
to make this about me
- LEECHU
- i'm a bad dream that i just had today. i'm a tree that grows hearts, one for each that you take. i'm the happiest woman among all women.
they speak to me.
oh that magic feeling, nowhere to go.
so confused, like the wagging ghost tail of a bulldog. kindness. kindness prevails.
atashitachi wo bikkuri saseru koto takusan arun da. shiranai koto wa madamada takusan arun da.
what do you do when the old man's gone - do you want to be him?
be constructive with your blues.
and the scriptures must always make sense. although simple, the mind is too dense.
all the advice i shunned, and i ran where they told me not to run. but i sure had fun.
tonari no shiba aoku mietara, dekiru dake nemuru no sa.
comme un ivrogne je partirai pour aller gueuler ma chanson - et si jamais tu l'entendais, j'en remercierais le démon.
it's awfully considerate of you to think of me here, and i'm most obliged to you for making it clear that i'm not here.
heaven was no permanent place for this silence seeking couple, because there there were sounds too. sky sounds.
what choice is there left but to live in the hope of saving our children's children's little ones?
very sexy, very sexy, ok ok.
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