This Mind Remains Empty

[meccahi]

I have no real words of wisdom to impart to the masses this evening.

So this evening is just like every other.

Food is Thine Enemy.

I am waging all out war on my body.



I have stories to tell.. but no real urge to lay them out. Later then.

Just felt the need to slip in something..anything.. to let me know that I'm still alive.. still kicking.

My room is remarkably clean.

My mind is incredibly dirty.

There you go.

Comments

[bron-y-aur.livejournal.com]

awesome!
we should write a poem together
i'll do a line then
you do a line
it'd be a neat experiment
let's try it