sticks and balls
2003-06-29 @ 12:31 a.m.
seeing so many gorgeous guys playing pool really gives incentive to practice . but sitting on the side singing along to nine inch nails and soundgarden sounds better . leave the playin' to the playas . gah, my hair smells like smoke .
yeah, there's really nothing to do on a saturday night . and this entry was just an excuse to write out these lyrics . and my diary is going to hell and i don't care . hey you ! sign my guestbook, it's getting lonely .
it's late .
hot hot heat . bandages
these bandages cover more than scrapes, cuts and bruises from regrets and mistakes. i've been hoping you're moping around the street again. i've been tripping from sipping the dripping dirty water tap. i've been poking a voodoo doll that you do not know i made. these bandages are anonymity. i've been shaking from making an awful decision. i've been running and running... feels like my head is spinning round and round. bandages on my legs and my arms from you... bandages! up and down on my legs my arms from you... bandages. i've been hoping you're moping around the street again. i've been tripping from sipping the dripping dirty water tap. i've been poking a voodoo doll that you do not know I made for you -of you- let's see what needles do. i've been shaking from making an awful decision. i've been thinking i'm drinking too many drinks all by myself. i've been running and running... feels like my head is spinning round and round. don't worry now... don't worry 'cause it's all under control. don't worry 'cause it will all turn around.
