In other news....the *chokes* date with the ex was...interesting. It was weird. I just didn't really feel anything...but I got the impression he did. He called me after that...just to talk about me and how my day was. And I was civil. Let some days go by because I really didn't care if I never spoke to him again...and then he up and called me today just out of the blue. He has a knack for calling me at inopportune moments, LOL. I remember once he called me while I was going through Anaphaletic shock. Okay, back on topic.
I was busy at the time so I couldn't be as responsive as I probably should have been. That, and I was surrounded by the people who absolutely hate his guts.
You-Know-Who was there. I love him, really. He's such a sweetie. Sometimes I wish...well, I don't know what I wish exactly. It's just sometimes I'll be with him and I'll feel completely content and happy.
*sighs* Let's see...what else was I going to share here? Oh, the song of the day is Widow by Mars Volta. I can't get enough of this song.
He’s got fasting black lungs
Made of clove splintered shardes
They’re the kind that will talk
Through a weezing of coughs
And I hear him every night
In every pore
And every time he just makes me warm
Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Must I hide
Cuz I’ll never never sleep alone
Look at how they flock to him
From an isle of open sores
He knows that the taste is such
Such to die for
And I hear him every night
On every street
The scales that do slither
Deliver me from…
Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I’ll hide cuz i’ll never never sleep alone
Oh lord
Said I’m bloodshot for sure
Pale runs the ghost
Swollen on the shore
everynight
in every pore
The scales that do slither
Deliver me from…
Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I’ll hide
Cuz I’ll never never sleep alone
It's an awesome song. Really haunting.
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