hotWaiting for the moon to come and lock me up inside
I am waiting for the telephone to tell me I'm alive
Well I heard you let somebody get their fingers into you
It's getting cold in California, I guess I'll be leaving soon.
I need to learn to let go.
I am sick. Body and mind. I am sick.
But I hope I'm getting better.
My thoughts are coming like I'm writing. Slowly leaking from my head in bite size morsels. Can profundity and brevity mix?
I want to be over this already. I don't want to linger obsessively over someone who did nothing wrong to me. I don't want to be that guy.
I was born to be that guy. I am a romantic in the age of casual sex. I am nothing if not....I am nothing. Pull me out from inside (also a counting crows lyric)
I need to grow. I need to prosper. I need. I need to admit my flaws. I need. I have so much to give and even more to take and sometimes I drown in the excrement of my own thinking.
