today some little bones broke, deep inside the flowering bird of my sadness. these eyes like ...queste fenestre. I found myself smiling at nothing, at everything, anything. Maybe I should've gone to school today, but maybe I just needed to sleep. And now tonight, I finish my work. I will. I must. I want to. Breathe easy, breathe deep. Keep telling yourself anything you need to hear. After this, you will know something. after this, you will be stronger. after this, you can move to nashville and start a nouveau-punck band.
Posted by samantha at April 16, 2004 12:16 AM