oxygen lulie Lonely fever Sad words in the air Some things are better left unsaid I'm gonna spend my days in bed I'll walk the streets at night To be hidden by the city lights city lights. 020419 ... spoons Are you getting enough? 020419 ... sweet love is kinda like it... you get too much it makes you high not enough of it and you die 020420 ... blown cherry and like love, it's makes up such a small proportion of what we do intake 020422 ... silentbob Force feed 020422 ... Tildan on another star awake 020423 ... blown cherry I thought you didn't even like that song. Maybe that was one of those lie things..... :) just breathe just blathe 020423 ... pilgrim Constantly trying to join and disrupt, Swapping electrons. Generating heat. Unraveling compounds. Creating liquids. Can't live with it, Can't live without it. It's the Nitrogen that keeps us all From going up in flames. 020423 ... blue star you're slowly taking it all away. just stop. stop talking. stop talking. STOP TALKING. Stop telling me I'm a failure. stop telling me about your shit. I can't care anymore, I'm sorry. Give me back my fucking oxygen. 020423 ... amy breathing 021215 ... SuicidalAngel I want to go to an oxygen bar.. just to try it! 021215 ... slothisily you know we need oxygen to breathe oxygen to breathe standing thinking nothing you know we need oxyegen to breathe 040223 ... Q Yes, dear, oh too. 040224 ... insouciant I press my body to the door It does not move I throw my shoulder into it It barely rattles I batter the lock It sustains my frustration Tired and heavy I slump against it Looking forward into the Dread air tightening my lungs Laying down on the floor Seems a good spot to rest Exhausted from running I ask the door quietly And it relents Sitting up quickly i see my exit I clamor to my feet and scramble through The door slams shut And i sigh in relief But this room is empty Its walls let in no light The tension i left behind Leaves an empty spot For the cold Here with no tension Hope has no target The windowless room Draws oxygen from blood 220809 ... Bizzar beautiful. i felt these words in my soul. i can see the room. stay with me. 220810 ... insouciant share my disease 220810 ... kerry on the boardwalk in ocean city (new jersey, not maryland) we went in and out of shops stopped for giant slices and fries and custard got our pictures taken in a photo booth it was gluttony! and there was one store that reminded me of a place i used to go in high school called junkman's daughter. they had all these cases of cheap jewelry and screenprinted band t-shirts brand new but meant to look old and lots of little pins for you to cover your backpack with, also bands and sayings, snotty remarks, posters and albums and rasta hats and in the center was a glowing white bar where two people sat on stools and got high on oxygen, purified oxygen that will supposedly soothe anxiety and cure various ailments including hangovers, and for a moment i paused, recognizing the side of me that wants to try anything once no matter how stupid/wreckless/pointless it is, the side of me that walked up to daniel during our work halloween party and said "hey i heard you've got some molly, can i have some" and popped the pill in my mouth without a thought, the side of me that said automatically "yes" when nate asked if i wanted to leave the show and go do a line in his car, the side of me that scarfed down the shrooms that were offered to me forgetting that i'd just gone to a mexican restaurant with my parents and my stomach was full of enchiladas, which i think is the same side of me that will have cookies or ice cream delivered to the house at midnight (which is why i deleted all food delivery apps off my phone). even something as hokey as an oxygen bar can still wake up this side of me. but i decided to spend my money in the arcade instead. 220811 ... insouciant It takes a lot of energy to resist our deepest urges, I'm glad you have that. 220813 what's it to you? who go blather from