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nom and happy and it's sunday 060702
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nom i am sad 060727
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nom and i'm sad and i am sad 060727
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belly fire It was a moment I couldn't recreate;
standing together in the dark parking lot in the wee hours, the smell of smoke and weed,
free drinks from the boys (and Becky)
and congratulations...from everyone.
Becky came along because I asked,
I came because Chris asked,
and we all shared time together in Attila's new car...while Brendan squirmed into the trunk.
Some part of me wished I wasn't leaving them.
Some part of me hoped they wouldn't forget me...they will, of course, but I still hope for that.
I needed this...they seemed to know that.
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nom i am sad 060815
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nom i am sad 061019
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nom what else 061112
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nom it's stupid 070212
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milklesscereal there is no milk for my cereal... 070213
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nom i wish i could've sung 070320
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stork daddy there's music left for it yet. 070321
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nom i don't know where i put my heart 070321
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nom i am sad 070325
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nom i'm not sad i'm just sick but it's not so bad 070412
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nom i don't know why i think things 070503
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thorn i need to detach my heart from some things. 070503
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nom i am tired 070522
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