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It's been a while since I've photoshopped. Even longer since I've written anything storywise.There's a song playing on my headphones that's been playing in my head all this week. The chorus of it is untrue - I just slept pretty much the entirety of the last two days. Out cold. Slumber, half-death, restful and... overwhelming, somewhat. It worries me that still, all I want are drugs, caffeinated sugar-water, and a bed. - I'm Not Sleeping - by Counting Crows - She comes to me at night when I’m sleeping She comes to me when I’m alone She comes to me, she holds my head when I’m crying She comes to me, she shuts my eyes She brings me home But I’m not sleeping anymore, anymore But I’m not sleeping anymore, anymore She tells me when you look at me, she tells me when you’re lying She tells me when you talk about me, she lays me on the floor She tells me when you’re whispering, she lies beside me naked She tells me when you laugh at me and she locks all the doors But I’m not sleeping anymore, anymore But I’m not sleeping anymore, anymore 1-2-3-4-5-6-7a.m. All alone again But I’ve been through all this shit before Spend my nights in self defense Cry about my innocence But I ain’t all that innocent anymore, more, more I see her on the tv, I see her in the movies I see her in these animals that dance inside my head I’ll follow you down baby, down into this valley I’ll follow you down baby, but I won’t come up again But I’m not sleeping anymore, anymore But I’m not sleeping anymore, anymore I’m not sleeping I’m not sleeping anymore I said rain rain go away Come again some other day, Cause I got all this shit to say But I’ve gone back to find my way. My sister’s mother’s favorite son Lost among the chosen one, But I’ve got news for everyone Cause I’m Gone Out That Door ...yeah. Even though I've slept through most of it, I think it's gonna be a long day. It's prob'ly a good thing there's next to nothing to eat in the house, as I tend to eat when I'm depressed.
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