a bookshelf sinks into the sand
& a language learned & forgot,
in turn, is studied once again
it's a shocking bit of footage
viewed from a shitty TV screen

notes

pimple faced and then disgraced on 2007-03-15

I don't like arguing in public. Especially, at the library.

Maybe wouldn't shut up. She gets in to these moods. Where she's right in the face. Telling me, "Who do you think you are?"..and it went on from there. Just this shit that wasn't even really about me. And she wonders why anything isn't working out for her.

And I guess I was horrible. I said some things I shouldn't have, but she started it. And thats where I was going to end it.

End it how she doesn't know how to have feelings for anyone else when can't even feel anything herself.

But she always has to have the last word. The very last word.

She thinks she's pregnant.

i'm not that guy