i just want to i dont know.

i am hormonal and unstable as of today, all day my nerves have been on end.
dunno why, but i just kind of need out i think.

i miss my old apartment, 699 ponce de leon avenue. i wanna go back.
i would seriously sell my soul to be back there in my own room again.
on my fucking own again.

to young or to old.
nothing seems to slow down.

i just want to go back, back before everything became so entwined.
im not even sure i have a thought process sometimes.
what was i ever thinking through anything.
all i can do is laugh, a kind of mocking laugh..directed only at myself.

i wish my charger to my laptop wasnt broken so i could at least have that to wrap my nostalgic heart around.
hormonal.
goddamn.

this is the sound of settling, i am so glad that i stalked your new number down. you always had a place in my heart, along with that song. i had an entire blog only you could and would read i told you everything.

i need that again, i need that old friend in you. everytime i listen to the sound of settling all i remember is riding in your explorer with the heat on full blast to keep from shivering, singing that song. you were a close friend, hope your back.