maiden

letters
2003-04-06 02:26:37 (UTC)

zak3

dear zak,

shouldn't be writing this. You called me this afternoon.
Why do you think you are worthless? Drives me nuts. I don't
think you're worthless, hey, i don't even think.
Thats exactly right, I don't think. I'm so absorbed in my
own little world right now I shouldn't even be writing
this. I'm slipping into my own musical world of imagery
where I can avoid everything hard in life and get high off
the sounds that are eating my ears.
Distancing myself tonight. Distancing from what I'm not
sure yet. Eventually i'll have to get off the computer and
call you, but not yet. It's too early in the night, I'm too
far away to think right now. Normally anyway.
The sunshine is incredible. It's night time, but I can
still feel the rays beating onto me harder than wips.
Slaying my eyes with beams that are too incredible to stop
or too powerful to avoid. Too insane to stop beating me
down with this intoxicating poison. TOXIC. thats what I am.
it's what I am. it is what i am. t o x i c.

t ough o ffbeat x rated i ntolerable c urse.

falling into the starlight to save me from sunshine while I
breathe in the night of darker fantasies that one doesn't
begin to think about unless they are lost. shouldn't be
writing tonight. shouldn't be writing this.

fare thee well




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