|my sister... in a typically good mood = )|
my throat is clogging with hermy throat is clogging with herbs frommy throat is clogging with her by whyamibothering
pasta sauce i shouldn't drink.
pushing through, i chew
on noodles and chicken,
politely staring through with dead eyes as
on and on.
happiness and enthusiasm for life leaks out
i was supposed to be excited,
that time had been scheduled,
visitation rights stamped and given.
as time grew nearer i dreaded,
the gorge between us
isn't bridged in a mere few hours
and the longer left, the easier it is to forget
that having a friend was a possibility
Current Residence: bed
Favourite genre of music: goth, rock, clubland x-treme hardcore
MP3 player of choice: Creative ZEN >.<
Favourite cartoon character: early family guy stewie
Personal Quote: me: eilidh had a cat! aimee: eilidh gave birth to a cat?!