[ distant shores. ] on 2002-08-30 @ 2:40 p.m.

i can't help but feel this cloud consuming my soul. i have physical attractions to others, but do i do? nothing. music is my onlymoutlet now without a computer of my own to use.

can't recall when alkaline trio was not playing in my head.

"wish you would takle my radio to bathe with you, plugged in and ready to fall."

this weekend holds an escape for me, a chance to run away. and yes, this a constant theme in my life. pickup what i can hold and sail away into a distant sunset. guess that's just the way it has to be. love to all.



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