..is it?

ofcourse its not cz of me. ofcourse it is cz of me. its easy to shift focus. its easy to clamp on and refuse to let go of a thought. mind numbing. splitting head ache handled by the pretty blue pill.

so anyhow. it has been cz of me once upon a time but its not necessary now, not anymore is it? i have lied in your trunk far too long to be of use that way. move me out, out to the garage. i like cobwebs and dust. spiders never harmed anyone and got crushed in the process. no i am not delusional. i just dont care for coherence and making sense. you would understand if not a word is said and otherwise you wont if its being shouted out, spelled out to you.

but to justify.. i am angry at the world :) such a nice simple way to explain it all. not to mention eloquent. arent i just full of grace.

another one bites the dust. mark the event babe, mark it on the calendar. all the red crosses are only there to make you feel good afterall.