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12.12.2003

I find that when i am overwhelmed with things to say i fumble and i reduce everything i have to say down to the lowest common denominator...so if i am horrifed at the attrocities that are being perpetrated by my country, to itself and to other places in the world, i will reduce it down to the lack of intellegence of the street gang that is at the helm.
im smarter than that.
im just too lazy to write about it.
like im too lazy to write about my mother and her newest addiction to diet pills.
and im too lazy to write about love
and how memories all feel the same in retrospect.
where memories of pain are a dull thud, memories of joy and pure bliss feel melancholy so all memories have an aura of sadness for me.
im too lazy to write about all the mistakes i make.
every day
and im too lazy to write about how sorry i am that i let g down. and that i no longer have that beautiful, funny boy to wax asthetic with. (who would tell me never to end a sentence with a preposition). that i could have handled it differently. That taking away what he thought was the rest of his life made him less shiny.
im too lazy to write about how i don't understand people.
and so i call them stupid.
if you can bear with me, every so often,
i will come up with something good.



.: posted by landry 10:16 AM

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