Missed Connection

We were on Little Neck Parkway & Hillside Ave, at 7-11. I asked you for directions to the nearest Sam Ash even though I know where every Sam Ash in NYC/LI is. You were handsome. Tall, pale skin and dark hair. You had your eyebrow pierced and you had such a nice smile. You told me to follow you because you were going that way anyway. We knew where we were going. We really didn't need to ask you for directions at all. You had a Mets sticker on the back of your car and I was in my Mets tshirt and of course my necklace. It was more of a dare than anything to go over and talk to you, and I wish you had copped on. I wasn't really asking for directions. You made sure I got there and slowed down when you thought you lost me. I should have asked for your phone number. I really should have. "That was the ballsiest thing I think I've ever seen you do, Timpa." she said. I know, it really was. But I don't know where it came from. I hope our paths cross again.

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I can't write anymore. It's like all of a sudden I don't know how and the music just doesn't come to me anymore. Ever since the band broke up...well its just that a big part of me died that day and I still haven't got the passion for anything.

I really need to get away and start a new life.

I also just figured out what my next tattoo is going to be. 

I wonder where that cute man with the eyebrow ring and the corolla is? Its funny how life works. That could've been real fun.

clipped wings and empty promises to myself
petals torn off and now there's nothing left
but the ache of this bitter heart in my chest
for the faintest of hopes that i had kept

can somebody please just fuckin kill me.

I CANT STAND the thought that somehow, you dont want this anymore?!
I cant live my everyday life without being reminded that I have NOTHING and NO DREAMS. And trying to figure out new dreams is a lot fuckin harder than people think.

I'm so glad that you're having fun, living the life that you think you can't live while having to commit to anything or anyone else.

I used to live for something. I used to have meaning, and purpose. And now, I'm just pathetic.

i've suddenly gotten this painful urge to start a new band, and sing in it.
cause i really cant keep waiting around for my band to get back together. i've got to do something with myself in the meantime, to keep myself from going crazy.

nirvana meets bowie meets fleetwood mac meets blondie meets pj harvey meets hardcore meets jazz meets kings of leon meets scarlett johansson

haaa yeah. how do i NOT know any musicians that would want to do this that are not already in bands?! the fuck is that?!