...the ghost slips away

i feel like vomiting. i am so sick. my tummy is a swirl of emotion. i am so worried about tonight. i am doing my first open mic since i bombed and zuey is going to be there. even rosie and a bunch of other people i probably know.

that isn't why i'm worried. i'm worried because i'm terribly nervous that i messed things up with zuey. i just can't get over this feeling that i suck. i suck bad. i'm so unhappy. i think i may die of it.


radiohead
“punchdrunk lovesick singalong”
i wrapped you inside my coat
when they came to firebomb the house
i didn't feel pain, 'cause no-one can touch me
now that i'm held in your spell
a beautiful girl
a beautiful girl
can turn your world into dust
sell me a car that goes
sell me a house that stands
i never cared before, i never cared before
i never cared before, before, before, before
a beautiful girl
a beautiful girl
can turn your world into dust
a beautiful girl
a beautiful girl
can turn your world into dust
i stood in front of her face
when the first bullet was shot