October 2007
my phone's on v_i_brate
god knows what all these new drugs do
i guess to have no more fears
but still I always end up in tears
why am i always on a plane or a fast-train.
oh what a world my parents gave me, always.
traveling, but not in love.
still i think i'm doing fine
wouldn't it be a lovely head-line;
life is beautiful
on a new york times.