sweet jeeesus, look at your words and images. oh, the white coat. i remember how happy that coat seemed to make you. don't throw her out yet. i have the feeling your arm will once again return to fit it.
i'm staving off a holiday depression. what the hell just happened to me? every night, almost, i wake up thinking that my stomach is full of cancer. alas, the next tests are months off and for now there is nothing more to do that have faith that we're done with this little bastard. i'm trying to write everyday, sometime successful, sometimes just sit and stare and listen to music. let's keep meeting here on the misaligned blog.
yeah, this blog is mainly for you, silly
השבמחקI only started posting that other stuff when you weren't answering in general hope you're out there somewhere, hearing me out.
It helps me out when listening to music, imagining the little bastard dancing around like the spaceship on a space invaders game, then aim - FIRE! and BOOM it blows up into thin air and is gone for good. You know, party tricks :)
LOVE YOU, DON'T GO AWAY
S.