today we may get a cat. i wanted to call it king tutt, sam came around pretty fast... clare was all against it... but she shut up after awhile. summmertime is ebbing away i was so cold in my bed last night i was freezing and you were describing the goosebumps of my skin where do you wanna be? where do you wanna go? carla brunnni bugs bunny when the rains come down your tongue on my sleeve the taste that i need pigeon hole lottery lonely hearted pottery he wants to break my neck she wants to break my heart i just want a break from the flies and a break from their lies whole lotta hair in my eyes lately perhaps i should cut it back to normality im sick its funny i think its funny, am i funny? why do i feel like im the only one laughing. why do i feel distanced and frustrated and other times im the one who frustrates and excludes. sometimes i see so clearly its agonizing. sometimes i dawdle to the point its agonizing. i wish i could see clearly when im studying. i wish i dawdled with my friends. though in reality its the opposite isnt it. my heart feels so soft. my legs feel stiff. my arms feel tight and easily come to pain. my neck is good. im cruising again. im just floating. routine. blah blah blah