Tuesday, September 30, 2008

feel sad.
miss you already.
want you to walk through the door.
you're on your way home.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

i just partially finished an art piece for critique tomorrow.
it's terrible.
i lit it on fire- so now the edges are burnt off and ugly.
i just heard someone say "it smells like smoke down here."

he watched me throw up.
(well. because he was making sure i was o.k.
i thought it was romantic.)
i feel out of control lately.
he's one thing that makes me feel better
even though i'm out of control at him sometimes.

i'm confused about why i do things that i do.
but i also don't want to sit down and figure it out.

get it together girl.