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i'mamoron.
2002-09-15 ::: 3:21 a.m.
have you ever had to eat your own words? Don't they taste great? like... old tuna that's sat in the garage in the heat next to used motor oil. FANTASMO.See if I ever sit down again and write whilst still drunk.... I need to get away. Yeah. This everyday mundanity is dragging me down. but I can't leave her. nor can i just leave. the life of a cat seems so very very appealing. this all is just bullshit that is swirling inside my head i can't stand being away from you you are inside my skin, my head a longing i've never felt i've never felt like this before help me, help, yes help don't let go don't. don't. don't.
(i need to find a traveling toothbrush/toothpaste kit to carry with me for aftermeals ;)) oh, and i'm sorry i pulled a jeremy (guitarist in band.. those of you who know.... know...) i promise i won't be stupid again. i acted very... unJoel. "fuck my life" i had something else to say... but i'm too tired/stupid to remember.
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