August 17, 2009

Out there; somewhere.

I wish i knew what i’m looking for. I wish i knew what i want. I have this constant feeling of longing pounding its way around my chest. I want something more. I am missing something. something. anything. i hate these words sometimes. they are so nonspecific…they dont tell me what i want; just that there is a void needing to be filled. There’s a hole in my bucket, dear liza. Then mend it dear georgie. With what shall i mend it, with what? I wish i knew what i’m looking for. I wish i knew what i want.

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