OMG

Just a little sick, that's all.

I'm sick of this fuckin' blog, it's starting to annoy me. I'm sick of purple, it's starting to annoy me even more. I'm sick of indie. rock. pop. punk. pretty much any sound. i'm sick of singing-along. I'm sick of all the same freakin' music, of changing track and hearing the same freakin thing. I'm sick of the sun. The light, whatever. I'm sick of these creepy, too-long nights, when i can't sleep at all. I'm sick of people and their stupid faces. I'm sick of all the little things that i care about and shouldn't. I'm sick of watching the days go by and feeling old. I'm sick of making a fuss about everything and nothing, like it's all a matter of life and death. I'm sick of feeling like there's nothing to care about anymore. I'm sick of talking - maybe i'll just shut up for who-knows-how-long, I'm sick of looking, wondering, walking, writing, eating, doing nothing, being awake, sleeping, dreaming. I'm sick of not dreaming, i'm sick of feeling trapped, I'm sick of feeling out of air, i'm sick of wanting to do something and not wanting to move, i'm sick of missing you, I'm sick of feeling like a trainwreck.
I'm sick of every fuckin' thing.
I'm sick of feeling sick.
Probably i'm just sick of me.

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"Breakaway

This empty space

Bring me back to You

Over and over again

Open eyes to see your face

Bring me back to You

Over and over"

Just Pretend

Cosmic Love

ShoopShoopDelangDelang

Hey du.

Honeybee