The hooligans and hoydens we once were, now feeling somehow at home in the world. Blazing and whatnot.

28 Nov 2009

drifting/i'm sorry

...'you said you'd always press enter.
why the question mark? are you asking me if you're going to have some fun?
it has a surprisingly good soundtrack...what's better is i was about to say i wish there was a soundtrack in the air. then i looked up.
that's the consequence.
evolution. think about it. plane lamb lame plame plane. they're basically the same.
it makes sense in no real way at all. just like everything.
i've been given lots to think about. i choose not to.
do you remember biting me? no, sorry. don't be. it was fun.
couldn't remember what i looked like?! not at all. quite the opposite.
let's agree to disagree. for once.
we're so insecure.
coud just be a rumour. ot you could be more of a leg. end.
by i have nothing i mean i can tell i want something. i'm just not sure what it is yet.
it's my ambition. well it's your craving.
you're amazing, goodbye.
you'd rather not talk to me? why don't i believe you?
i rediscovered my love hate relationship.
you looked lost.
you ok anyway? do you really care?
i take back mostly everything i've ever said. and don't say what? because that really pisses me off.
i blame you. it doesn't matter as i have yet to care.'

i found this beautiful documentation of words, of caring, of happiness, of bitterness and of anger. they are over three years old & they probably mean more to me now than they ever have before. i'm sorry.

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