you are the perfect drug (and i want you)

I got my head, but my head is unravelling
Can't keep control, can't keep track of where it's traveling
I got my heart but my heart is no good
And you're the only one that's understood

I come along but I don't know where you're taking me
I shouldn't go but you're reaching, dragging, shaking me
Turn off the sun, pull the stars from the sky
The more I give to you, the more I die


Why am I always feeling most creative right before I go to sleep? As soon as I decide a day is over and done with, a burst of desire to make things creeps up and jumps on me, almost like getting the Ultimate Wedgie in the cafeteria in grade school. Or at least I suppose so, I don't believe I was ever on the receiving end of a wedgie. Which is surprising, given my nerd status all the way through. Hm.


You make me hard, when I'm all soft inside
I see the truth, when I'm all stupid eyed
The arrow goes straight through my heart
Without you everything just falls apart


Give me another dream to choke on.


My blood wants to say hello to you
My feelings want to get inside of you
My soul is so afraid to realize
Every little word is a lack of me


Ready for Florida. I keep thinking this might be one of those life experiences, kinda like Jack Kerouac. On The Road (with Alex the Naked and our thoughts on politics, starting a band, and the state of the world today). Long title, but whatever, something to work with. The AAA people are making me a triptich (or however you spell it, O Spelling Gods), and the temptation to tear it up halfway through Virginia and just take off in a random direction is going to be hard. Alex'd probably kill me, cause we'd both fail Sources if we didn't show up on Monday, but just taking off across the country without a regimen or a schedule or a plan... best not to think about it, that's a level of freedom I'll probably never have. Not fair how you have to be independantly wealthy to live the travelling life - free of job and responsibility. (Well, technically, you don't *have* to be, but it sure makes it much more convenient-) (And in that vein, is it supposed to be convenient? Shouldn't facing up to troubles make it an adventure and hence the ideal life?) (Oh, shut up and go to sleep!) (Bastard!) (Bitch!)


Without you, without you everything falls apart
Without you, it's not as much fun to pick up the pieces