I cant stop hitting the 'm' key tonight. I also cant stop falling in love with this Mexican band SiNo.
Who wouldn't love a band with such a contradictory name?
She is of two minds. I decided this a long time ago. How did it morph from the connections of people to the comatic (yes I just made up a word to take the place of the adjective "comatose". I like mine better anyway) insanity of a tragic heroin? I know you have to let it take you where it wants to go, but seriously? I'm not sure it has the slightest clue as to where its finaly destination lies.
Time for another from another country. They call themselves the Wombats. How fun.
A bathroom sounds like a good idea. Then it's time for gray matter to take a rest. Tomorrow has to happen. It is my goal and in more than one way. If only I were strong. And dont even think about pretending you know me. No one does 100%. I garuntee that. Not even me. And that is the sad thing. Everyone else is finding themselves. I just sit here and allow ideals to crash over me. I have visions and dreams of the person I could allow mysef to become. But who has that kind of pixy dust?
Now, to the place where you cant help but feel either relaxed or relieved...aka your bathroom (and not public bathrooms at all. They are two-hundred percent feeling awkward ad uncomfortable.)
I say yes. This was good. More and I can bulid a mountain of what no one will understand in the future.
Buy Menan! Did I do that right?
Mottled Light
the way my mind feels sometimes, waiting for a breakthrough.
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