sometimes I laugh so much that I forget the reason. sometimes I laugh so much that it is already sad. Sometimes I laugh to do so because nothing is better. Sometimes I laugh because you're not in society is to scream.
today was a no-tag, and had every mood there. even an afternoon nap was, come on something.
now I'm disappointed, terribly disappointed. I think a promise is a promise. So, more wrong, because who has promised, as he has promised me something. that makes me sad, and so sometimes I do.
books I've dreamed of cars and matt. the dreams that night I forgot and the following would I like to write before, so I experience what I could not live a day.
"boy, what's that?" - "It's a squirrel." - "But what's it doing?" - "I can not tell. making strange noises? "-" maybe we should call someone ... "-". yeah, mister lee
poplars are people like me. large, long, slowly in the wind. I talk so if at all, just talking like one with trees. nothing makes sense and it is no matter if they listen. I laugh. the wind pushes branches to the window, family silent energy efficient light bulb in, the streets are empty and I laugh. we are hypocrites and egomaniacs. hypocritical shorten participants.
now I go for a walk with my laptop and see where the internet is the best.
nightmares will haunt me.
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