Sunday, 28 September 2014

No One Should Call You A Dreamer

     Are you also frightened? Because I am too. It's fine. What's it like to stay in the same frame of mind for ever. You could spend a lifetime wondering who you are. And I'm still here waiting impatiently.
     Last night, I went to a party. I left at a point wher almost everyone was wasted. I officially care about nothing. There's no use in anything I do. You can get me red and embarassed with only one name, now. Try.
    Kick up my shit, you wanna.
    Rustle the leaves.
    Get me so red you wanna.
    Ruffle these feathers.

you are my bloodflow
you got into my bloodstream
i can feel you floating in me

Thursday, 18 September 2014

Let's Take The Boat On, Wait Until Darkness

    Starting out today. I feel a lot in the light has changed. I'm not alone. It's really important for me to find a meaning in anything right now. I don't care what it's going to be. I'm fine with anything. I'm beginning to turn in a circle. Sometimes, I can't even use my common sense.
     Let's take the boat on, wait until darkness. Let's take the boat on, wait until darkness comes.

Monday, 15 September 2014

Let's Go For A Drive, In The Streets Tonight

     I'm really tired of everyone. I guess that this happens really often when everybody gets crazy about the most stupid things. It is very easy to get bored. You just have to close your eyes. And my whining about getting bored is pretty boring even to myself. The nights are pretty short. I can't get enough sleep.
     I've been avoiding going out of my house for a long time. I've somehow forgotten some of the best parts of my town. I think I'll take a walk tonight. I hope I'll get lost and the streets will look stranger. It won't get any better.
     I really want to dance. Dancing always seems great.

     Love is a murder. But if she calls you tonight, everything is allright,

Sunday, 14 September 2014

Where Are Your Friends Tonight?

     I'm starting to think that this was one of the worst ideas I ever had. Tomorrow means nothing anymore. And people seem to get mean. I often get lost in small details. I can stare at a blank piece of paper for more time than it is actually normal. And sometimes I only wait for the weekends. For the free days that I'm alone and I'm allowed to do what I want. But then if I only wait for these days, I'm going to miss the best things to do. Nevermind. I don't care.
     It's been a long time since I wrote anything. Probably, because I'm busy being bored. All my life seems ironic when I watch a movie or listen to an album. And I can't stand the daily routine. Wake up; beg myself for just one sec more in my bed; get up; have breakfast; study; eat lunch; read some pages on the book I've been reading for the past two weeks; study; watch a movie; lie in my bed; listen to some music; put my headphones next to my bed; try to sleep. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.