| Current mood: |  lonely |
| Current music: | Death Cab For Cutie // A Lack Of Color |
man... im all clingy mcgee today. whats up with that shit.
slice paper wrist
i miss her, but hey... sticks and stones never made sense.
this i ask:
how did this all happen so fast, and why does it not scare me anymore?
in this situation i would normally be looking at long term shit and getting scared and in turn fucking things in the present up.... but im content to let it be.
everything will work out.
but its 10:10
and she hasnt called...and i miss her.
already.
why.
who knows.
white noise, black silence.
but if you feel discouraged
and theres a lack of color here
please dont worry lover,
its really bursting at the seems
absorbing everything
the spectrums A to Z
this is fact not fiction
for the first time in years
all the girls in every girly magazine cant make me feel
any less alone
im reaching for the phone
to call at 7:03
and on your machine i slur a plea for you to come home...
but i know that its too late
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