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5:21 p.m.
he left sometime around 1 I've been trying to get work done since then but it really isn't working. I keep thinking about how it'll be a year thursday and how we'll be four hours away from each other and how I never thought we'd make it this far but how it makes complete sense that we did and how sometimes I really wish the rest of the world would just melt away and I could just fall asleep in his arms because thats when I sleep the best and how he loves the way I snore....no one should love that about me. no one. how much it hurts...it physically hurts....to be so far away for so long and how it just seems really unfair sometimes,but how it could be so much worse and all the little things he loves about me, things only he'd notice and how he forgives every flaw...and I have a lot to forgive...and how every time he tells me he loves me I'm amazed because I really don't deserve it, at all.
and I didn't mean to turn this into one of those entries but thats what I've been thinking about.
She was born in November 1963 The day Aldous Huxley died And her mama believed That every man could be free So her mama got high, high, high And her daddy marched on Birmingham Singing mighty protest songs And he pictured all the places That he knew that she belonged But he failed and taught her young The only thing she's need to carry on He taught her how to Run baby run baby run baby run Baby run Past the arms of the familiar And their talk of better days To the comfort of the strangers Slipping out before they say so long Baby loves to run She counts out all her money In the taxi on the way to meet her plane Stares hopeful out the window At the workers fighting Through the pouring rain She's searching through the stations For an unfamiliar song And she's pictures all the places Where she knows she still belongs And she smiles the secret smile Because she knows exactly how To carry on So run baby run baby run baby run Baby run From the old familiar faces and Their old familiar ways To the comfort of the strangers Slipping out before they say So long Baby loves to run
Last Five Entries:
insert semi clever joke about not being able to spell something without R U here - 08.08.2005
- - 08.06.2005
well fuck. - 08.06.2005
it's all just a little bit of history repeating... - 08.03.2005
a quick update - 08.03.2005