I will soon gather in a room where I can only mimick their pathetic voices. I will eat very slowly and keep my eyes to only endure one motion...then I will quickly walk back to the cold room and only look up to answer the questions. I've decided to throw my phone in the toilet. The ring has gone to my head and when I dial a number its always some rude voice on the other end and un countable "hun, what?" I'm thinking back to when I thought things made no sense...but really they did. It was sadly only the aqua pool of water that brought everyone together on this memorial holiday just last year. This year it tended to be a nice fatting meal of Jack in the Box and dead eyes hypotnized to the screen...o and I can't forget the endless phone calls and the ring of my mother ignoring me. I need a cold shower My guitar is out of tune...and I have no desire anymore to even pluck the string