So much is colliding off-kiltery and tense, I can barely poke m'lil head out the precious garden walls. What is going on in the world, what's happening inside these skins of mine? Feeling so Nervous Norvus going through burning through - and wanna be just held. Someone come over make me supper lay on the floor staring at the ceiling saying nothing for hours on end?
Constantines "Insectivora"
Trembling Blue Stars "Farewell To Forever"
me me. I'll lay there with you & be quiet & listen! me!
Posted by: | 24/06/2004 at 10:36
alrighty then, I guess I'll see you later ... oh, um, who are you?
Posted by: eliza | 24/06/2004 at 13:16