feeling what? this.

falling out of love with you...




but falling in love with this.




the tokey tones.








Sept. 20. Some how make it to go to see the Microphones that sunday. Hopefully i can, because I will be miserable that day if I dont.



October 1, or 2, make plans to take best to get his surprise. Somehow. Some way I'm going to make it happen.

Hopefully it'll make up for all this bull shiz that i've been putting him through.





The thunder clouds broke up
The rain dried up
The lightning let up
The clacking shutters just shut up

There's no black or white
No change in the light
No night, no golden sun
The sound of cars, the smell of bars
The awful feeling of electric heat
Under fluorescent lights, they sacrifice
There's hard feelings, there's pointless waste

I want wind
To blow

My clothes off me, sweep me off my feet
Take me out, don't bring me back
Oh, where I can see days passed by me
I have no head to hold in grief
But there's no hope for me, I've been set free
There's no breeze, there's no ship on my sea