sleep is your worst enemy, but the only escape from all the pain. You've built your walls so high that you can't find your way out. Just dull grey bricks, day after day they are all the same. Reminders of each mistake. they've burned into the back of your eyelids, and everywhere you looks its like ghosts that haunt you. I worry for you so, and only wish that I could do more.

I make myself sick. It tears me up inside.

blackberry stash. (mmm tasty)

you smell so good, but how do you taste?

I should be sleeping, but I guess I was hoping you'd miss me and call.

I have very little life, but way too many excuses it seems.

There are papers everywhere. Its such a terrible mess. There's dust and clutter on every surface and I'm anything but dressed to impress. This house is sinking into my thoughts and fucking everything up. If this isn't a side effect then I don't know what is. worthless thoughts. worthless things that just get in the way.

I'm the Queen of keep it simple, or maybe just lazy. A copyartist with pride in doing it all on my own.

Ultraviolet

im performing a solo meant never to reach your ears. these little dirty secrets really arent so little, actually rather infulencial. im ultraviolet inside, you only get the whole picture when the lights go down. Paper thin walls echo the sounds inside my head. everything glows, at least for a little while. I was born blind, but in the dark I see. (well.... figuretively)

Maybe you're not so important anymore...

its the same old song and dance that you do when noone is looking. You give me an inch and i wish for a mile. youre such a tease. you are playing my heartstrings with verifiable skill. pluck, pluck pluck, think of a word that rhymes. Yeah i know you got it. youre not dim, just a little bit misguided. its been so damn dramatic. but things are settling. and despite being a little bit lonely and desperate for money. im really happy. it feels like i should be miserable, i think a small part does. but a majority vote always wins.