These Things That Make Sense To Me

i just had random sandwiches.

i love wednesdays cause they are sooo random.

what day is it today anyway? the sun knocked out my senses.

i have a love hate thing going on with bright lights.
i have a love hate thing going on with a lot of things these days.

i simply love the sun.

the light pierces through my eyelids . . give me darkness instead.
the sun warms my eyes till i see red . . darkness is sin.

i have a love hate thing going on with children.
i have a love hate thing going on with a lot of things these days.

i simply love children.

the sounds piercing through my eyelids . . give me silence instead.
laughter warms the undead . . silence is sin.

i have a love hate thing going on with myself.
i have a love hate thing going on with a lot of things these days.

i simply love myself.

the thought pierces through my eyelids . give me anyone else instead.
but mostly i don't mind it . cause i like the me i'm in.

it's awkward in the middle, but i'm working it out.

there were so many other things to say. the book in my head is a whole lot better.

** why do i continue to use capitals in my titles when i don't use them anywhere else? why do i lock everything?

drunk girl: i can't believe i lost my keys.
w: well what do they look like, i will look for...
drunk girl: i can't believe i lost my keys. i can't believe i lost my keys. there was my snowboard key, my locked drawer key, my apartment key, my key to my violin (?)...
me: your problem is you lock too many things.

... looks like p.s. out of control. this is always happening to me.

eff. . you, too? **