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Have the winds righted the ship A moral dilemma arose creating a new fork in the road I’ve gone against something very important to my sense of self But I liked it and that has created this sense of distress Is this my ate Hey you, You deserve a call And when I can gather the strength and courage I’ll do that I know its probably too late but for sense of mind I’ll try But just to let you know: School was made more difficult than it should have been (nothings new, and I’m sure you knew that) Things between her and I are well and that scares me (again nothings new) The important is still largely going ignored, I feel like I should be lying at this point but I can’t The family is still knocking on heavens door The little one is still growing (she can now count to ten and verbally identify nearly every feature of the face and she informed me that kisses are gross) Work still sucks Holidays were good, that’s largely due to her though. Hope yours went well That was a sad attempt to pretend like my wrongs have been forgotten. If I could get away with it that’s how smooth I would like it to go. I don’t deserve that and I know it. Just wishful thinking. If there’s something that needs to be said that cant deciphered from this let me know from you know who a thousand faces hide behind a thousand mask and it feels as if their eyes are on me maybe that’s vain I feel as though I’ve been conditioned to feel that way but isn’t that the american way been better but have definitely been a lot worse from white to pink to blue from smooth to ripped and cold from 80bps to 0 black lashes bleed love you taste you’ve fallen apart again next time I might not stitch you back together love your taste “…I am my own parasite I don’t need a host to live We feed off each other We can share our endorphins…” ~kurt~
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