my office glows all night long
it's a nuclear show and the stars are gone.
elevator, elevator, take me home.

i want to play the piano. why the fuck did i quit?

"of course i'm happy, everybody should be happy."

i wonder what i should wear tomorrow for the dance.
is it just me or does that sound extremely stupid?


it's the worst thing when you want to talk to somebody really badly but you stop yourself because it will make you look pathetic and/or possibly desperate. and you agonize over whether to talk to her/him for hours and when you finally do they're gone slash unavailable and you call yourself an idiot. or you finally get to talk to her/him, you run out of things to say because you are stopping yourself from saying what you really want to say. and you end up talking about something stupid, like the weather. one day you work up the nerve to say something that is semi-on-your-mind but you end up scaring him/her with your weirdness that he/she ends up not talking to you, ever. and you feel bad because you ruined it.