2001-10-09 - 7:38 a.m.
so... its kinda early... ive been up for almost 2 hours already. im sick. -sadfaceaccompaniedbyasneeze- i had things that i wanted to say, but i just forgot them all. today = tuesday tuesday = carinis carinis = you know me me = kinda dumb right now. i just took some cold medicine... dayquil since i have sucha busy schedule today. =) i didnt smile then... i just kinda whimpered, but the =) shows the hint of my sarcasm. so yeah... -sneezesandsniffles- how come im the only one on right now? cept jon... but apparently he has changed his name to asleep. =/ .robot.jon.gets.lots.of.diarylove. .he.scared.the.bejesus.out.of.eric.in.guestbook.mode. =) speaking of emo kids... =/=/=/ i love tight black shirts. they have to have pockets though... im a workin' man. so... only 4 diaries link me as their favorite... 2 of those are wes... should i be sad about that. update your profiles people or ill cry. we lit a fire last night. it was the first one of the season. it was cozy. -holdshandstoheartandturnsheadtoside- ahhhhh... my nose is sore. i need puffs plus. i wish i had a band. when i say that i mean i wish i had 3 or 4 other people that i could boss around and did what i told them. ive been listening to a lot of old sunny day lately. they used to be way better than they are now. well... now = when they were together. the last years... i dont know. leave me alone. i deleted my profile off of MOC. ill probably make a new one. i got a haircut. i dont know if i mentioned that in my last entry or not. i really dont read my diary so i dont know what i put in here after a while. aw... *hoodies* and *elijah*. eric loves *'s except for the tears. ok... i must wrap up because i have to wrap up. (you see... i have a cold and need to warm up. hince... i must "wrap up" in a blanket) =/ good day.
man: so i say still away sleep close my eyes an image of your face traced in white sand
underneath undefined i lay down arms outstretched i embrace the fall. and all the time i tried to let you know discomfort comes clearly. sometimes you see right through me.
angel: words. you're married to your pain
man: although you hit me hard i come back the earth cries ease the pain. on the inside run behind. which one will i face? angel: thin comfort in what i say my back is turned a halo my soul for a while and all the time i tried to let you know discomfort comes clearly.
