| the first thing you want never comes. |
btw, the 'airhead'esque feel of the last entry was intentional.
went to fee's last night, we missed the bus this morning, so i got to spend 2 hours on a service bus - i enjoyed being able to just sit. twas nice. anyway. nothing else new. i wish aqualung's 'strange and beautiful' had been written for me. 'i've been trying to be where you are... and i've been secretly falling apart... to me, you're strange and you're beautiful you'd be so perfect with me but you just.. can't see.. you turn every head but you don't see me... i'll put a spell on you. i'm depressed again. s.i. is so fun. |
