Spark
It’s been a long time since I’ve felt like killing someone.
A long time since I’ve felt any sort of hate at all.
But I swear. If I was on the other side of the world. Right or wrong. I cannot say with any certainty that I would not serverely tear his flesh from bone with my own hands.
But there’s nothing I can do. And there’s this sickening feeling, flowing through my body. And there’s nothing I can do. But hope someone’s doing all for her that I cannot.
hmmm i feel like i could kill people every night i work at the hotel..but hey that’s just me hope things get better *hugs*
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6:58 do you know where my spark is?
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wow. someone obviously did something really bad to you (or maybe someone you care about?) I hope you’re okay.
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Hey you. Hope you’re safe.
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i know exactly what you mean. (i hope you don’t find that patronizing.) the only advice i can lend is call your mom and cry to her rather than playing damien rice’s “cheers darlin” and crying to yourself. even if it’s 4am her time. anyway, misery loves company, and i have a feeling our miseries have a lot in common anyway. in conclusion: i.m. me for commiserationfest 2005.
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hey i hope you get this. i suppose. i cant get onto afro…so yes. you keep popping up in my dreams. it’s all caused me to miss you terribly. so i will be calling you tomorrow. since it is too late already to speak with you. i hope i reach you and that you are not too busy.
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ryn: of course it’s van morrison silly! and thank you for the complement 🙂
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I hope your anger has passed.. you’ve always seemed like such a mellow guy to me.. 😉 p.s. I ended up working on my project after all and raised my grade from a passing C to a B! How proud are you of me? Not so proud since it was a semester late.. haha.. but oh well, life goes on. 🙂 p.p.s. Why dont you write anymore?
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