...m.u.s.i.c...

Due dates, report cards... oh but not those kind of due dates.
Artsy, aren't we? Uhh... no?

Music for today, studying, pixelling... Thu and Fri? Hopefully, just learned about it... We'll see - I gotta talk to some people...

I was looking for love
With the strength
Of a new day dawning
And the beautiful sun...

maybe even a birthday gift? I have to talk to the others and him as well. Musiiiiiiiiic. Musique. Musik. Музика.

Seer

Today's gone, tomorrow's coming...
I know I haven't studied properly, I know how badly I'm going to come crashing down...
Down onto a green meadow, absolutely naked, between two gucci-clad gentlemen...

A few more days of torture, easier and easier, then a week of freedom, some rpgs, some artistic freedom, some SAT vocab and exercise.
Then a week of water, H2O, guitars and b(ea|i)tches...
Then... freedom. A trip maybe, some photography there, I wonder how much it's worth...
We'll see.

I want my heart... no, not back, just close by.

Lost

Am I dead? or just lost ~temporary I hope. a drop of water is all it takes, a wireless kb and a what, 5-year-old? and some cartoons and a cat second virginia of the fifteenth ammendment declaring independence kill school american highway signs make me nauseaus no-shoes muddy feet, naked, lying beaten round the swamp, gemini and all that, gotta see no explaining this time, please life was taken from me before it was given back and I have no velvet robe who cares, just sing... there's no music in my life that's it kill the SS and revive it/them again maybe it/they'll help us against that Goodnight y'all and don't beg me for a single... smile. Whowantstostartupafightcl ub? two shirts, two pairs of trousers, some haiku and a copy machine... and some beds.