most of us need the eggs

6:16 a.m. x 2008-06-14

currently listening to: "marx & engels" by belle & sebastian

there is something that fills me with the closest to regret i've ever felt. i cry thinking of it and i avoid thinking of it. i keep it down and pummel it further into me than almost anything i've ever felt. i keep my mouth shut about it. when it comes to mind i slow down, and whatever i'm doing comes to a halt. but there isn't anything i can or ought to do. i just hope for the chance to get it out and stop carrying it around.

if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start
(& etc)

anybody can be just like me, obviously.
not too many can be like you, fortunately.
KL 02-11