introspective periscope : peeking inside since Y2K ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- angry saturday wake up. - twenty sixth of july, 2003 "its only wishful thinking."~taking back sunday i just want to get out of here. i don't want to leave on a bus....its annoyingly too perfect. i want to turn up something loud...something angry. i want to drive with the windows open and get there...to the one place that i know i can go where i can breathe in something like relief...but i don't have a car. hell, i don't even have bus fare. i just want to leave. i want it so bad i could scream. i hate this part of us most...the part where i hate you but i can't stop trying to drive you as crazy as you make me. you make me want to puke. you make me want to cry. you make me. it took me two hours over the span of two days to make that cheesecake but the sense of boiling over was so great....and there was a certain breath of simmering down when i hurled it through the air at your car and watched it come crashing down, exploding in an expensive bomb of creamy chocolate and aluminum foil. but it was only an instant of gratification because the words you said were still there. are still there. hanging in the air between us. you've finally gone to the one place that i was confident we'd never go. and i will never forgive you. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- .what came before. - .what happened next. a diamond at the bottom of the drain - 20 october 2017 |
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