Tame

"Got hips like cinderella"

Do ever notice how old music (music you listened to a lot at one time) can remind you of how different you are now?


I have gotten used to sitting at home with no tv on. Typically i wake, drive jackie to work, come back, watch a movie and eat, then turn music on and try to clean.

I have been thinking about living on my own lately. Not thinking about doing it per say, but thinking about how it would be. Since i went from living at home, to moving in with jackie, i havnt lived on my own. Maybe i need to, at some point, to go threw that stage of development.

People seem to like me. At the bar they talk to and laugh with me, sometimes girls try macing on me, but i never understand it. I dont get me and have even less of an idea why anyone else would. Maybe thats it. Maybe since they cant "get/understand" me, im intriguing. Or they come up with something about me that would be nice, to them.

I dont have a name

Well i do, of course i do, i was just being dramatic.

Feeling like a vampire lately. Awake at night and hiding from the sun during the day.

Do you know that when a mother duck decides it doesn't like a baby or a number of babies in the beginning of their lives, it will lead that one or others to the water so it will drowned and be out of its way. If that baby happens to survive, it will live alone with out a mother, knowing its hole life she tried to kill him or her. Sure, it will grow up with a stronger sense of character, probably last longer because of how tuff it will have to be, but being tuff never made anyone happy. Good thing ducks dont care about shit like that.

Ouch

more nights

Getting you to come over

Me: There is a problem, but only, only i cant say it now.

You: Why not. Just tell me. We have been threw a lot and i am sure that what ever this is i can calmly and sincerely talk to you about it.

Me: Well, i'm sure thats the case. But it feels cold and dead out here, with words. It lacks expression, understanding. You cant write down "End all life, this moment" and actual feel remorse with out looking into those soon to be black and eternally dead eyes.

You: I dont know what you are talking about, but it seems sever. Please, get it over with now.

Me: No. Please, come visit.

You: Ok, i will leave a comment for when i am available to come hang out.



(yes, this is for you, even if you think (is this for me) for the slightest second, that means it is)

How many times

Will i say that i am back?

Well i am. It is funny, i use this blog in the laziest way.

I spent a month in europe. Am i going to talk about it? Nope. To much to say and i will never sit down to write it out. But if you want to ask questions, i might respond. Just dont ask which was my favorite place.


Anyways, i will be back to talking about nonsense, so be excited.