Sunday, 19 June 2011


Intoxicated. My mind wanders from thought to thought. Intoxicated. I might think of you. Intoxicated. I might regret what I've done. Intoxicated. I might wish you'd look after me. Intoxicated. I am. Intoxicated. That's all it is. Intoxication. In the morning I'll be sober. In the morning I'll be sane. 

Friday, 3 June 2011

I tend to contradict myself when my emotions take over while my mind stands still.