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lifelessity
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blah-ze
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living without knowing life sleeping without a dream to dream finding myself, awake and lonely curled up at 3am in a corner almost, afraid to breathe life, like a weight, on me even flowers can press down hard a thousand flowers, so beautiful, are the weight that breaks my back
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031215
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notme
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i wake up it is empty
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031216
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blah-ze
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to die a life, live as living death, my love, my fear, my hope, all here, in the corner i call home
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031225
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blah-ze
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time to wake up, and then to fall asleep what happens between is the same
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031225
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blah-ze
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this is the first time i have been pissed drunk every day for seven days straight. my life spirals.
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031225
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Doar
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and only the sewers of our gravities are here, keeping us as companions in the supporous grovelings of our souls.
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031226
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blah-ze
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make that eight
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031226
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FF
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make it twelve hundred plus too many to count blah-ze....way too fucking many to count.
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031227
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drunk
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hey....blah-ze.... pipers misses you... this is platitudes....but what the hell, where ya bin? pvc is going to extremelyy dissapointed. don't go there. doar sighing off as. .
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031227
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doar
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or ass. take your pick.
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031227
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blah-ze
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has hit an alltime high. low, middle, whatever.
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040207
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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