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- 10:11 p.m. 2003-07-08 Right now i'm wishing it was a little darker so i could paint the canvas with my emotions without interference... cuz i'm feeling oddly crushed and this blood that's trickling isn't giving me any explanations. things like this shouldn't hurt me shouldn't be able to draw my blood... And for the moment you're forgotten. I can't quite pull back this bemused dyslexic pain and bask in thoughts of you... you're the dream i fall asleep hoping to slip into... and right now you're not here so i'll just watch myself bleed. back & forth |