Friday, 15 May 2009

and all I ever said to her was 'get out'




today's weather was very nice. 
It's been a day, if nothing else.

I'd like to go back to the time where I fell asleep listening to tapes of fairytales, and still be thinking about them when I woke up the next morning. I'm losing the feeling of belonging, I don't understand why I'm here.

I'm going to go to bed now.
I'm not going to listen to any fairytales, and I'm not going to wake up thinking about them.
If I'm really really lucky, I'll have one of those average dreams about something floating around in my subconcious.
shit I forgot, my subconcious hates me.
good night?
 

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