| Friday, August 8, 2008 |
| hide and seek |
Where are we? What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to fall,
Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling.
Spin me round again and rub my eyes.
This can't be happening.
When busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads heavy.
Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines.
All those years they were here first.
Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments hung before.
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this
still life.
- 'hide and seek' by Imogen Heap
Insecurity is one of my greatest faults. My imagination tends to run wild without any decision or indication referring to the crossroads. I am ignoring the butterflies that should accompany me with some excitement - i am so anxious that i fear you will be disappointed. aaaargh. shoot me now. |
posted by maldita @ 7:20 AM  |
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Aargh. I can feel your emotions through the post. Hang in there dear.. :)
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you're such a sweetheart! i made a mistake with the editing of the font hehe so i suppose it really screamed out of the screen. i'm anxious and excited to see someone and now its just a few more hours and i'm feeling really nervous...but it's a good thing :)
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Aargh. I can feel your emotions through the post. Hang in there dear.. :)