Sunday, May 08, 2005

...brights...

This night was too much of an ordeal for me. My head hurts, and my heart, and my hip from where I bumped into the bar.

Frustrated had me tear up the coasters, stole your bit. Too much, too long, and too hard to stop myself. Because I could choke on this much potential, and it doesn't make sense to me, all the games.