Friday, April 21, 2006

a joke i've been dying to tell

I've been waiting to hear that great piano interlude. Listen to your voice. Understand your words, and overstand your fears.

they say that god makes problems just to see what you can stand
before you do as the devil pleases
and give up the thing you love
but no one deserves it
(Elliott Smith- "Pitseleh")

Wish I could help more than I am, or what's possible.

Writing you a rough draft.

Dear World,
I'm sorry. I keep trying to hit that .
-Vanessa


put those hands away. it's back. fuck. it's back. everyone falls off their horses. would you help me out here...can you save my day...make me a deal. stay on yours, and i'll stay on mine. so you're reading this and you're like "wtf" i don't care. it's okay, you don't need to. don't try to get it...it doesn't matter. only to me. i'm only writing for me. i'm sorry.

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