Saturday, November 25, 2006

solid gold blinders

happy thanksgiving.

life now is freakishly similar to life a few days ago, last year, 1998.

my perepheral vision is a little screwy, and i think that somehow carries over into my general approach to life.

i had one of those dreams, you know, and it makes me feel queasy to think about it. JUST OUT OF MY GODDAMN GRASP. maybe we should all listen to Garbage today.

i'd make room for you
i would feel pain for you
i would lie for you
beg and steal for you
until you see
you're just like me

(to paraphrase)


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