i'm still waiting for the sight
of something beautiful
the sunset was spectacular, but i didn't see it too well under all that water and frustration and hopelessness. would it be too much to ask for a repeat performance, just for me, in tommorrow's sunrise?
but thinking of tommorrow tires me.
i understand what she meant when she said that she only seems alright when she's with people. but today i realise it's the people that make it so blah in the first place.
on a completely unrelated note, i stumbled across something that i probably wasn't meant to see. it disturbed me somewhat, should i be worried?
there's a tension i'm caught in. i want to be alone, i don't want to be lonely. yes? thats the thought that occurred to me as i was sitting on the stairs, watching the afternoon sun slant in from the front door below and the stairwell above, noticing how my dog kinda blends in with the wood of the parquay(?) floors.
for the past 3 days, this song has been looping in my head. i'd hear it playing when i wake up in the morning, i'd hear it playing when i'm spacing out, i'd sing it to myself unconsciously while sitting on the bus. the bgm of my life?
She's got her ticket
I think she gonna use it
I think she going to fly away
No one should try and stop her
Persuade her with their power
She says that her mind is made
Up
speaking of recurrence, every single radio channel was playing brittney spears last night! hilarious! seems like we can't run away from good old BS.
the escapist in me wishes i were back there in that picture. a big mountain ahead to climb, fresh air and open space, good friends all around. no responsibilities and no worries. not having to think about the troublesome things. ah well.
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