i'm supposed to be happy now but i'm not. i'm supposed to be a free, untamed animal, poised for partying but i'm not. i'm supposed to be-... you get the picture. it's not about anything about the heart. ToNFILA remember? it's about my bleak and uncertain future. oh my god what a boring and uninteresting emo-fied entry. sorry to bore you.
sorrow.
"sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
but while you debate half-empty or half-full
it slowly rises: your love is gonna drown"
-Death Cab For Cutie, 'Marching Bands Of Manhattan'
# posted by J.FO @ 10:59 pm