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last night in heaven. current song: soft serve by soul coughing. the body like soft serve dripping down in the june sun i tried to shoot a thought but the thought sunk nothing to do but scratch words in the dirt and watch the water roll down phantom kisses buzzing like the insects beads of sweat dripping down on the rent check my candyland melted down to syrup while i watched the water roll down and here comes the lust in phaze but you're down in marietta so sweet my mouth was seared but the words you mouthed were sweeter my sister your words can be held against you in a court of law my sister you owe no allegiance to the facts and you're talking like the saint on the site of the accident talking like the clause in the lease about the late rent ringing like the random call patched to the payphone talking like the water rolls down talking like the saint on the site of the accident talking like the botched shot attempt on the president ringing like the change in the legless man's dixie cup talking like the water rolls down day undone watch the water roll down nashville hasn't really changed, in all the years that i've been gone. sure, here and there, you can see changes; but the feel, the atmosphere, the people - none of the things that drew me here in the first place have changed. this is where i want to live. this is where i've wanted to be all along. from cafe coco to katie k's to love hill and sonic and vandy and satco and everything else in between; this is where i want to be, come hell or high water. and i will get back here. i love my friends in the north, i really do. but i hate it up there. i hate it more than anything. so the goal is get to school, and learn something, and get saved up, and move the fuck out. that's all it's going to take; it's that easy. and depending on how cheap i can get into school down here, i might just save up, move down, and get some shit job and go to school down here. because seriously, even if my friends weren't going to stay here, i would. i could live in the hills here for the rest of my life. so i've got some research to do before going to bed, and then i'll sleep my last night in the best place on earth...until this is the place that i can call home. ~*~ immediate yesterday. ~*~ divination. ~*~ get your own guestbook here |
