|Fly away to somewhere new...
||[Aug. 6th, 2005|06:22 am]
|[||Your mom ain't listening to
|||||Dashboard Confessional - Anyone, Anyone||]|
Strange night. A lot of stuff has been on my mind lately. Poetry and prose have been building up in my skull, but none of it has made it's way to here. Exposing my ugly side hasn't interested me much, especially the amount of information I'd have to expose for any of it to be worthwhile.
Blah. Sleep time. Maybe tomorrow (today) I'll feel like talking. Right now, I just feel like a hug. And some sleep. But mostly a hug.