Tuesday, September 7, 2010


I had seven faces
Thought I new which one to wear
But I'm sick of spending these lonely nights
Training myself not to care
- Interpol: NYC

I'm just so sad right now. I wish I wouldn't be wishing for this for as long as I do.
I wish I could be there right now.
I wish changes could happen with a snap of fingers.
I wish I wouldn't be so unhappy with everything and everyone.
I wish I could be an exception.

But all I have are these books with empty pages that are falling on top of me and smothering me with their blankness. I'm swallowing static and sucking on air.

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