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Janvāris 15., 2006
00:15
how yesterday was yesterday
no one understands
yeah. but now is tomorrow already or is it just today and the yesterday i was talking about is the tomorrow i meant..
oh well.
was walking to my busstop and i see a bus leave.. not mine.
but it had to leave after mine had left. wtf?
yeah. they were all gone and AGAIN i had to return no work and spend some time here..
snow so tiny in the air that it looked like glitter that i forgot to put in the last envelope i closed... you can only see it in the light and it's wo wonderful. so woderful.
churches wrapped up in a mist, so beautiful, so goddamn beautiful, and i suffer my artistic inability. the inability to put the beauty around me into.. any artistic form. oh god help me.
breathe
"Talk" in my head. and wont leave it.
alright, i have somebody. but that somebody is as lilac as my jacket, and i love the colour.. and..... and i guess that he's the best i've got now.
i might try Alice, though.
i might.
oh.
i feel repulsive. i feel as though i've been repulsive to a person when i've felt perfect.
that is when you are ready to take your life away because that is the highest shame you could take....
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