Impromptu Ramblings

and God said "I'm sorry I can't hear you, you'll have to speak into the microphone".

2007-07-01T05:51:37Z

Well well, TAFE holidays, I thought I'd be enjoying them alot more than what I am. Staying up late is fun, but during the day I'm bored. Having time to read is exciting, I've just bought Mark Haddon's new book. I was excited as it's quite long, so I was hoping it would take me more than a day to read it, but one day in, I'm two thirds through, so there goes that dream. It feels like a waste to only get one day of fun out of a book. I've decided to go to the local library and pay off the fee's, that way I can borrow lots of books, and pay for none of them, bargain.

As some of you are aware, I've gotton my learner's car licence. I'm very excited, but dissapointed that it was met with the same celebration as when my brother got his, but blind Freddy could have seen that coming.
I had alway thought it was the money that stopped me going for the test. But I realised that it was a confidence issue, actually thinking to myself that I could volunteer for a test, and bet $34 dollars on my ability to pass it. I think the confidence I have gotton lately, mostly from my success at TAFE has shown me that I'm alot more capable then I give myself credit for. Which some people has been telling me for years, but up until lately, there was too much evidence to the contrary.

Now, I still expect myself to fail, but there's still a small amount of hope in my head that I might actually succeed. Last year, in two semesters of TAFE, I completed to modules. This semester that has just finished, I did five modules. I thought at the start, that I would start at five, and slowly quit most of them, like I did last year. But it never happened. I kept thinking that Infomation Technology was the subject that would get me, but I was told by the teacher that my work was excellent. Then I decided that maths would be the subject that I would quit, but I kept going, and the final exam went really well, with only a couple of questions that had me confused.

So it's interesting. The first time in four years, I'm not feeling like there is something wrong with me. I'm feeling like I am functioning like any normal human being , with no real symptoms to speak of. I found my mayan worry diary the other day, I had not made an entry in a few months, I used to write in it a couple times a day, but now, I have any real troubles. It's a completely foreign feeling to me, but I think I'll get used to it. Maybe my confidence is rubbing off on people to, in the last couple of days, Josh has made huge progress. My psychiatrist said that I'm 'like a soldier" that I've been in the trenches for so long, everytime I lifted my head, someone took a shot at me. But now I'm looking up, and no ones firing, but I am still expecting them too. Soon enough I'll realise that I'm quite safe, and jump out of the trench and go on my merry way. It's all very exciting.

So, another thing that has happened, as a result of this new found confidence, I'm thinking of getting a job on the weekends to assist me in saving up for a car. I haven't thought in years that I would be able to hold down a job, especially with fours days of TAFE a week. But now I'm thinking that it might be alright. Now that I'm a more organised student, I can get my work done through the week, which leaves the weekened free. Who knows, but I can always give it a try, and run away if it gets to much. Awesome.

jens_solipsism @ 2007-06-06T22:56:00

2007-06-06T12:57:00Z

The word gentleman originally meant something recognisable; one who had a coat of arms and some landed property. When you called someone "a gentleman" you were not paying him a compliment, but merely stating a fact. If you said he was not "a gentleman" you were not insulting him, but giving information. There was no contradiction in saying that John was a liar and a gentleman; any more than there now is in saying that James is a fool and an M.A. But then there came people who said--so rigidly, charitably, spiritually, sensitively, so anything but usefully--"Ah, but surely the important thing about a gentleman is not the coat of arms and the land, but the behaviour? Surely he is the true gentleman who behaves as a gentleman should? Surely in that sense Edward is far more truly a gentleman than John?" They meant well. To be honourable and courteous and brave is of course a far better thing than to have a coat of arms. But it is not the same thing. Worse still, it is not a thing everyone will agree about. To call a man "a gentleman" in this new, refined sense, becomes, in fact, not a way of giving information about him, but a way of praising him: to deny that he is "a gentleman" becomes simply a way of insulting him. When a word ceases to be a term of description and becomes merely a term of praise, it no longer tells you facts about the object: it only tells you about the speaker's attitude to that object. (A "nice" meal only means a meal the speaker likes.) A gentleman is now a useless word. We had lots of terms of approval already, so it was not needed for that use; on the other hand if anyone (say, in a historical work) wants to use it in its old sense, he cannot do so without explanations. It has been spoiled for that purpose.

jens_solipsism @ 2007-06-04T15:36:00

2007-06-04T05:36:57Z

Vestey man said I'll double your wages
Seven quid a week you'll have in your hand
Vincent said uhuh we're not talking about wages
We're sitting right here till we get our land
Vestey man roared and Vestey man thundered
You don't stand the chance of a cinder in snow
Vince said if we fall others are rising

jens_solipsism @ 2007-05-06T16:40:00

2007-05-06T06:43:15Z

I saw Josh on Thursday.....YAY!!!

Super Fun Weekend

2007-05-02T08:58:26Z

What a tops weekend, started rather late on Saturday night, instead of boring family dinner, I decided to catch the train into Newtown to meet Daniel

spiral2spiral for a "while the cat's away" sleep over. After discovering no trains were actually going to Newtown, Daniel kindly rescued me from Sydenham station.
Cue an evening of drinking four seperate types of alcohol, oh my. Can anyway say Absinthe? Holy shit...after a glass of that I was feeling pretty tops, with the addition of 70 year old canadian club (I always get showered with expensive alcohol) vodka (I can't even remember what that was mixed with?), and the wine I had earlier in the night, things got rather entertaining.

But really, back to the absinthe, ha, I didn't think I was drunk, until I bent down to get my pjama's and almost smacked my head on the floor, haha, classy.

Cue a night of watching lots of scrubs, listening to Pink floyd, and Daniel insisting on us watching rage in the background, ha, then us both deciding on which songs were worthy of turning down floyd to listen, I can't remember what songs we picked? but they were fun, haha, we were much hoping for Interpol famous puppet clip, it didn't happen, this time. ;p Then enters the drunken heart to heart, oh my, we haven't had one of these for so long, it was awesome, I cried, ha, I always cry, haha.
After much begging, I agreed to stop drinking and go to bed at half past three. In my drunken state I thought the foxtel channel (103 I think it was) was actually a clock, and that it was only one a.m. I had no answer for why it had been one a.m for the last so many hours......
Bed was fun too, hooray for drunken spooning, awwww young love.
Daniel made a silly attempt to wake me up early for Seinfeld, I think I may have groaned and rolled over, I eventually woke up to Joanne ringing me.
"Jen, hey, are you okay?"
"uhhhh jfiejnkrek laadkjsl absinthe, oh shit akkjareljrejrwkl good morning, hang on" *vomits* "hi joanne, yeah I'm better now, see you in newtown"

Holy crap, lovely Daniel drove me in, after much searching, Joanne and I found a funky looking italian place, I ordered a not so smart hangover option of a milkshake and creamy tortellini, oh man it was awesome, we ate way too much and decided to walk it off while Joanne looked for winter clothes. Again we ended up sitting in the park talking about boys and dogs, ha, what a weekend, two awesome friends, two hilarious days, and only one session of vomiting, that's got to be some kind of record.

They really do love eachother, but they also like chewing on eachother's faces....

2007-04-18T12:00:27Z

jens_solipsism @ 2007-04-09T02:10:00

2007-04-08T16:15:12Z

Maybe she made up her mind about her future on that long walk home. She went through all her things, threw them out.
Erasing herself quietly, behind closed doors, like most people live their lives.
Only a fool would speculate, about the life of a woman.
I mean, maybe she was just tired of dead ends.
Phone calls that were never returned. Promises that were never kept.
Tripping over the same stone.
I guess we'll never know what she was thinking, It's just as well, these are the things that can't be shared.

jens_solipsism @ 2007-04-08T00:22:00

2007-04-07T14:23:04Z

lonely, lonely night.

Holidays, lol.

2007-04-05T03:10:26Z

Last day of TAFE, hoorah, I've definately earnt a holiday. Was hoping that my glasses would be ready for holiday study, but they aren't so I might spend the next two weeks getting up to no good instead.

Plans to see Jo, hopefully Daniel, and plans to go drinking with my brother, Adam and Russel.
Things are looking good, been busy drawing and all sorts of relaxing things, been feeling great, like a bird released.
Thinking about going on adventures again, with my cameras, When I lived on Horsley drive, I used to wonder around with my mini street directory, and find all sorts of interesting parks, with lizards and birds, all sorts of things.
Rookwood will probably be my first port of call, that place has amazing history and lots of interesting hidey holes.

Tonight will be my second Aqua aerobics class, it's so fucking funny, there are awesome ladies that do it, hilarious, bouncing around with those pool noodle things, my legs haven't recovered from Tuesday yet, it's alot harder than what I imagined, hopefully tonight I won't embarrass myself too much.

There's something about adventures, they always seem to turn up exactly what you need.

This is how much Racheal likes the new puppy....haha, She wants to kill it.

jens_solipsism @ 2007-03-29T02:15:00

2007-03-28T16:16:02Z

Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

jens_solipsism @ 2007-03-29T02:06:00

2007-03-28T16:06:19Z

Baby,sing with me somehow.

jens_solipsism @ 2007-03-19T21:30:00

2007-03-19T10:36:53Z

Does anybody know about putting photos on live journal these days? Since they have there own version of photobucket, (that you have to pay for) can you no longer use photo bucket? I can't get it to work, and I've got exciting photos of uncle Daniel and the new addition to the house hold. Mum bought a puppy today, silky x scottie, an incredibly cute little thing.
It's a female, but has no qualms about stirring shit with my other dogs, she also has expensive tastes, has already had a chew on my hush puppies and jag handbag, the little shit, but she's cute, so she can do what she wants.

Another exciting addition to my home...my birthday present from Mr USA himself...Daniel! Thanks for my Seinfeld dvd's!! I've already watched about five episodes already! Ha, hope you passed on the turqoise to Maddy, and will squeeze it in with the rest of your packing, safe tripping....!!!!....xxx....ooo....!!!!!!

jens_solipsism @ 2007-03-18T19:28:00

2007-03-18T08:28:55Z

Hell drop his pretenses
Youll see through the stone to the heart of the man
But the moment he senses youve seen him
Hell leave you as fast as he can
Hell return to his shadows
Where no one can look in and see
And hell wake in the night
And hell cry like a child
Just like me

Just like me
Hes settling a score
With a world that wants a reason
Every time you turn around
Just like me
Hes looking for a door
Standing open, saying welcome
Come and lay your troubles down
Just like me

Ive seen him look hungry for someone
To tell him youre doing just fine
The songs that hes sung me
Have loneliness woven between every line
With no strings to hold him
I guess he could call himself free
Yes, hes free to be empty and lonely and wrong
Just like me

jens_solipsism @ 2007-03-18T19:18:00

2007-03-18T08:19:53Z

Do you see - do you see - do you see
How you hurt me baby
So I hurt you too
Then we both get so blue

I am on a lonely road and I am traveling
Looking for the key to set me free
Oh the jealousy, the greed is the unraveling
Its the unraveling
And it undoes all the joy that could be
I want to have fun, I want to shine like the sun
I want to be the one that you want to see
I want to knit you a sweater
Want to write you a love letter
I want to make you feel better
I want to make you feel free
Want to make you feel free
I want to make you feel free

jens_solipsism @ 2007-03-16T17:01:00

2007-03-16T06:01:35Z

'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved.
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed.
Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love.
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose.
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

jens_solipsism @ 2007-03-16T16:54:00

2007-03-16T05:56:00Z

It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don't matter, anyhow
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on
Don't think twice, it's all right

It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin' anyway
So don't think twice, it's all right

It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
Like you never done before
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
I can't hear you any more
I'm a-thinkin' and a-wond'rin' all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don't think twice, it's all right

I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
But goodbye's too good a word, gal
So I'll just say fare thee well
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don't think twice, it's all right

jens_solipsism @ 2007-03-16T16:52:00

2007-03-16T05:53:46Z

Go 'way from my window,
Leave at your own chosen speed.
I'm not the one you want, babe,
I'm not the one you need.
You say you're lookin' for someone
Never weak but always strong,
To protect you an' defend you
Whether you are right or wrong,
Someone to open each and every door,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.

Go lightly from the ledge, babe,
Go lightly on the ground.
I'm not the one you want, babe,
I will only let you down.
You say you're lookin' for someone
Who will promise never to part,
Someone to close his eyes for you,
Someone to close his heart,
Someone who will die for you an' more,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.

Go melt back into the night, babe,
Everything inside is made of stone.
There's nothing in here moving
An' anyway I'm not alone.
You say you're looking for someone
Who'll pick you up each time you fall,
To gather flowers constantly
An' to come each time you call,
A lover for your life an' nothing more,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.

jens_solipsism @ 2007-02-24T05:21:00

2007-02-23T18:21:05Z

You never know what is enough, until you know what is more than enough.

Valentine's Day awwwwwwwww

2007-02-20T08:44:31Z

What a lovely day, was taken by Prince Django, to the Belgian beer cafe in The rocks. Very awesome, I tried muscles, and had vol lu vents with chicken and mushroom, Django got something even better, chicken with lucifer sauce, that was yummo. We were pigs and asked our Madonna look a like waiter for three different kinds of desserts, sticky toffee pudding, waffles and the "lovers plate" oooohhhh. It was fun, it had all different types of chocolatey things, with sparklers and a shot glass full of pink stuff, with dry ice in it, so it was all foggy, very cool. I was later dared to try the pink liquid, which I did, it tasted like pink stuff, and I didn't die, so that was a bonus.
Me being obsessed the show Alias these days, I'm constantly looking for ways to improve my spy skills, taking things out of Django's pockets without him noticing, stealing his wallet. It's all very entertaining, my goal for the night was to steal the napkins off the people sitting next to us, I kind of tried, but chickened out, very dissapointing, I'm not quite at Jennifer Garniers level yet.....

Tafe is crazy, four days a week is pretty hard for me to get use to, but I'm going along okay, having the advantage of already doing the course for the year, I'm like the veteran that sits up in the back of the class and knows everything, it's very ego enhancing, but at the same time annoying, as the teachers have to constantly repeat themselves so the "newbies" understand, its all very boring for me, but I think they'll get the hang of it soon.

I went to the optometrist today, I have a problem with my eyes focusing, if I read a book, they focus on the words,and "lock it in" so when I look up, I can focus on things that aren't close, it makes me feel drunk, and gives me headaches.
I was given these funny spectacle things, and have to practice certain eye exercises each day, all very exciting, looking forward to doing them infront of Django, as he will find it cute, and I will in turn get forehead kisses for being adorable, awesome!! In two weeks I go back, if there is no improvement, the dude said we'll give glasses a go.
He didn't want to give me glasses straight away, as I told him I had glasses two years ago and they weren't that good, I was too embarrassed to say I suspect it was because the past optometrist was too busy looking at my boobs, to actually know what the hell he was doing, that was scary, in a dark room, with a weirdo, who kept lowering the seat. ANYWAY!!!
This guy was tops, he looks a shit load like the dude that played Truman Capote, I kept expecting him to narrate the eye test with a funny childs voice.

Thats my story, more maths homework to do now!!! YAYYYYYYY

jens_solipsism @ 2007-02-17T17:07:00

2007-02-17T06:07:45Z

f you think that a kiss is all in the lips
C'mon, you got it all wrong, man
And if you think that our dance was all in the hips
Oh well, then do the twist
If you think holding hands is all in the fingers
Grab hold of the soul where the memory lingers and
Make sure to never do it with a singer
Cause they'll tell everyone in the world

But he was thinking about the girl
Yeah, but he's thinking about the girl, oh

A lot of people get confused and they bruise
Real easy when it comes to love
They start putting on their shoes and walking out
And singing "boy, I think I had enough"

Just because she makes you feel wrong
She don't mean to be mean or hurt you on purpose, boy
Take a tip and do yourself a little service
Take a mountain turn it into a mole

Just by playing a different role
Yeah, by playing a different role, oh

The boat yeah you know she's rockin' it
And the truth well you know there's no stoppin' it

The boat yeah you know she's still rockin' it
The truth well you know there's no stoppin' it

So what, somebody left you in a rut
And wants to be the one who's in control
But the feeling that you're under can really make you wonder
How the hell she could be so cold

So now you're mad, denying the truth
And it's getting in the wisdom in the back of your tooth
You need ta spit it out, in a telephone booth
While you call everyone that you know, and ask 'em

Where do you think she goes
Oh yeah, where d'ya suppose she goes, oh

The truth well you know there's no stoppin' it
And the boat well you know she's still rockin' it

The boat well you know she's still rockin' it
And the truth yeah you know there's no stoppin' it

You recognize with your back in the back?
That it's colder when she rocks the boat
But it's the cause hittin on the Cardinal Laws?
'bout the proper place to hang her coat

So to you, the truth is still hidden
And the soul plays the role of a lost little kitten but
You should know that the doctors weren't kidding
She's been singing it all along

But you were hearin' a different song
Ya you were hearin' a different song
But you were hearin' a different song

jens_solipsism @ 2007-01-23T16:45:00

2007-01-23T05:47:12Z

I get to go to South Australia!!!

Only for three days, but I'm still excited, I get to play with dolphins!!!

Hong Kong? That's far away

2006-12-21T12:44:34Z

Well, My darling little Prince has gone off to Hong Kong, I crawled out of bed at quarter to eight this morning to go see him off at the airport. After only going to bed after four, I consider it a miracle that I made it.
He only went home at two thirty a.m, so it didn't leave too much time for sleep. He was going to leave earlier, but quote I'm "too pretty to walk away from", awwww. That or he just wanted to watch the end of Curb your enthusiasm, lol.

But yes, we had a lovely farewell night, chinese for dinner (the food, not the people, lol again) We watched Curb, and not much else, it was all very sweet, and romantic, by the end of the night I was getting a little bit "oh no, you're leaving!!!" But handled it with my normal lady like composure. I got to the airport at nine thirty, even earlier than I had hoped, so again, I'm awesome.
For my troubles, I was treated with a orange juice, and a very thoughtful magazine, that he bought for me as it had a article on Steve Irwin, double awwww.
lol

When it got to eleven we (his family included) walked to the gate thing, where I found out that I wasn't aloud to go with them to the gate, gay, no watching him fly off into the sky, very unromantic, poo to you International airport, poo. As we were walking (I'm going to get killed for saying this) Django said , "awww" I said "what's wrong?" he replied "I'm getting a little bit sad, I'm going to miss my Jennie" I started laughing, which wasn't the response he was hoping for "stop laughing! You're suppose to be sad too!!" ha, lovely boy. :)

So yes, we had a lovely goodbye, with kisses and hugs, and me trying to make a minimal amount of jokes about him dying in a plane crash, or ending up living on a tropical island with a guy from Party of Five, and a fat dude that never loses weight regardless of the continued lack of food. But seriously, it was nice, and I hope the flight went well, the poor barstad can't sit still for two minutes, (we proved last night he could do it for one, but I doubt two is a possibility.) So I have no idea how he would go on a nine hour flight.

On a completely unrelated note, I randomly saw my ex boyfriend Andrew at Central station on the way home, had a good catch up, been years since i've seen him, he looks exactly the same. I told him how I had been planning to send him xmas card this year, for various reasons, so I promised to do that. He's messaging me now, I thought it was going to be Django telling me he got there safe. Damnit. I hope he did, I made alot of plane crash jokes, hmmm. He'll be fine.

:)

Oh, in other news, a dinosaur tried to eat me today, it was so fucking freaky. They had this animatronic (is that a word?) dinosaur, from that walking with dinosaurs show, it was walking around, in this little display at parramatta, it was pretty big , I was filming with my phone, and it came up to me and went RAHHHHH and put its whole fucking mouth over my head, I was seriously shitting my pants, I can't wait to show Django the video, you can hear me going "OH MY GOD!!!" haha, gold!! I wanna go to that thing now, tickets are like $60, pretty cool I reckon.

So yeah, EVENTFUL day!!!

jens_solipsism @ 2006-11-29T16:57:00

2006-11-29T05:57:49Z

Been a while since I've said G'day. The most exciting thing that has happened lately is I've actually achieved a whole year at TAFE, which for yours truly, is pretty tops. Today I handed in my 4000 word essay that I worked for weeks on, I'm quite proud of it, and hope I will get a decent mark, as its worth 60% of my final.
The exam that was worth 40% went most awesome, 37/40, excellent.

The second most exciting thing, is that my beautiful prince, (not Mozart, the other one, Django) hehe, gave me his little fishlings, as the novelty had wore off, and he couldn't really be bothered to look after them, so I scored them. We moved it in a few weeks ago, and I was good and patient and waitied til yesterday to get some new fish.
I got two flame gourami, to pearl gourami, and five blind cave fish. So very fun, the blind cave fish (all named Stevie Wonder), dont have any eyes, so they swim into the side of the other fish! It's hilarious. The Pearl Gourami are both called Patsy, and the flame Gourami are called Eddy (absolutely fabulous) . The flame ones are called Eddy, as they are the red ones, and she's got red hair on the show, jee's keep up people!!!

So that's my two exciting tales for today, I'll put some fishy photos up when I can work out how, its seem live journal has changed and was use to work, doesn't anymore.

jens_solipsism @ 2006-09-28T23:39:00

2006-09-28T13:40:49Z

Waiting by the side of the road
For day to break so we could go
Down into los angeles
With dirty hands and worn out knees

I keep crawling back to you
I keep crawling back to you

The ranger came with burning eyes
The chambermaid awoke surprised
Thought shed seen the last of him
She shook her head and let him in

Hey baby, theres something in your eyes
Tryin to say to me
That Im gonna be alright if I believe in you
Its all I want to do

It was me and my sidekick
He was drunk and I was sick
We were caught up in a barroom fight
Till an indian shot out the lights

Im so tired of being tired
Sure as night will follow day
Most things I worry about
Never happen anyway

I keep crawling back to you
I keep crawling back to you

jens_solipsism @ 2006-09-28T23:27:00

2006-09-28T13:27:29Z

Somewhere deep in the middle of the night,
Lovers hold each other tight.
Whisper in their anxious ears,
Words of love that disappear.