more coke for the rye
less of whatever you call this...
can't sleep for the desire to continue to listen to this music, it feels understood.
when you lack understanding you can find yourself doing silly things like that..listening to music..knowing it was inspired by some unexplicibly sad thing.. it's comfort in misplaced-emotional-form
i knew i'd be like this again tonight
I only wish we had a learning curve for this.
If only we could harness this pain and use it for anything but pain alone.