Tuesday, January 25, 2005


I can feel a thousand mighty beats drilling in my heart...

ANOTHER DAY AS YOUR TOP NOTCH JOURNALIST

I was painting in the store today and my pants kept falling down. My hair is a mess and i still smile the same way. I got to get those radio tunes out of my head.

I'm burning up. I have a bad feeling about this.

Someone had kiddnaped me. I can see my body geting out of the huge car and walking into the building and the croud cheering. I can see it all happening before me moving picture movie, bad audio, i can run away at any notice and hold you only if you promise to hold me.

I keep lookingin the mail box for your letter. You havent written in so long and i think of you from time to time. Maybe it was the wrong time but i knew something was there, these hands were never one at denying it. I think of you in your dire times when you need me most of all to hold you and let you know its going to be better. I don't know or understand why one woman should be made the burden for such things, but i understand everything if that will make you better. Will you not forget to call me when you are dying? I'll come running, i will try to save you but i will accept it when you are gone.

its a beat monday and my eyes read the skyline with bitterly mixed feelings. i got my addiction in the left and my coat clentched in the right and i move onto the snow and sleet marching to a wonderful beat. its easy to accept the wrong with the right when you have since been kiddnaped...

few weeks ago they hooked me to this machine and jabbed my skull with electrons, tore at my flesh and chewed down my nails. now im supost to be beautiful. now after all this time i can walk around like some show horse being the proud love and admired by the public eye. the wonderful star reporter making the show with the black blazer power suit and high heeled shoes, hair spun into buns and garnet septor- a gift from cronos, hatched and beaming brighter then any jewl or tailsman. do they love the package or the woman in frustration behind the shell... watch her be cruel, watch her crush your spine in her hands, watch her glare right in your face when she walks out the door. i wonder if they didn't notice the additude when they wrapped her up.

i stuck my tounge in his ear and tore out his ring. i did it to get even with him. having problems keeping things out of my mouth or better: things have problems jeeping into my mouth. wrong time, wrong place. Anger always got the best of me and i am lucky i own a man with all the right words. better watch what i keep saying but i always have been wrong place, wrong time. always had problems talking to secutarys anyway.

Watched interstella 5555 and fell in love again. it's good to feel that once more. pull the coat up, turn up the music and just fall in love.