Saturday, January 08, 2005

The demon in your mind that mocks you is the only thing that is nothing


i feel so strange, when i touch my face its not my hand.... when i say stuff i can't tell if its me or not. i can't feel anything but i can feel everything... typing is hurting my arms when they touch my keyboard thing.. but i feel like i keep typing the wrong thing... like i dont have full control of my hands and fingers. i don't think i do..... and no i'm not stoned, high, whatever else you want to call it. and my moods changing again, right now i'm feeling sooo sad and myface feels like its melting. but before i was fine. i want to sleep but i'm not tired? my bodies contraditing itself. my feet are tingling but i don't have feet.... you must have the point by now...
where did my music go? its just gone.... i have no idea
i feel dead, well what i expect deadness to feel like, theres nothing.
i hate everyone and everything but with no cause or reason. for nothing. everything is for nothing.

THE GIRL
Green eyes
blonde hair
scared and scarred
melodramic
freak
too trusting
pissed off

LIKES
taking photos
glass
friends
music
conversations that are deep to the people invloved but toally pointless to everyone else
Poems and lyrics
gory picture
Horror movies
Blood and guts
typwriters
highgways at night
coffee
collages
mix cds
mail

DISLIKES
backstabbers
times new roman
curfews
open doors
closed doors
close-mindedness
excessive religion
school
fighting
hurting people
fucking up