my fault, my failure, is not in the PASSIONS I have, but in my lack of CONTROL of them. - Jack Kerouac
:: musings of a misfit ::
Friday, January 23, 2004
i hate being sick. my throat and head is killling me. my body has the shivers. i can barely function. the only nice thing about getting sick is you have intensely sweet, adorable people asking to either visit you or bring you a carepack - something like hot soup or juices. but then the last thing you want is them seeing you in this state of yuckiness. but i think it's still SO sweet. thanks guys. I'll hug you when i'm well.
she had eyes like two turntables mix(h)er in between my dreams and reality blend in ancient themes the bas(e)is of isis
cross-faded to ankh the beat drops like a cliff over looking my heart - Saul Williams