they will see us waving from suchgreatheights

just because,
i don't talk doesnt mean i don't feel like screaming half the time.

--the time i spend with myself is scarily overwhelming..yet, comforting. i have thoughts about you and i, those gripping ones that make me feel like holding on to the edge of my seat and scream. they make my heart race and i find it exhausting half the time. i have thoughts about the people that i have yet to speak and i feel tired, i shut myself dead. too much time, too much space to wonder about.
i, honestly, cannot live like that anymore.

so much so, i sit with my books at starbucks and spend the hours away. refusing to talk, and only mouthing to the lyrics of my indie mix.

i could keep living like this. 'til i find a place i can call home again;
and a boy that would just tell me he loves me.

but maybe you don't as much as i would like to think so.

the only reason to stay happy--
knitting needles, damn good indie rock and roll, the msn messenger (so i can talk to mary), jane green, a diary and low fat lattes.

jane green--awesome. she's me practically. if only i could write like her. dammit.

there's a stupid mouse running about my hall. i wished i could kill it. i am serious.
and mary, listen to snow patrol- crazy in love [note to all: yes, it is CRAZY IN LOVE BY BEYONCE] it's hilarious. : )

music: iron and wine- on your wings