listening to: the postal service-the district...[the remix]
once again, i'm sitting here, with so much say, but with my hand over my mouth.
so afraid to write, so afraid to open myself up. so afraid if someone might find this, so afraid of finally being honest with myself. so afraid of that empty lonely feeling...
i can't get you out of my head...i know...that...this just...isn't...its just...too complicated...but i want it so bad...
i want to take a long walk and clear my mind or better yet, i should just work out....you know what? i'm gonna do that, and not be lazy...
exercise should always prevail,
dani
p.s. i saw stephine at safeway [went in for final last check and food] and now we're on speaking terms, and she's going to call me. how did i end up throwing friends away so fast, and yet i always end up with them again...?