"a grown-up reminder that i am still alive. i don't need another friend, maybe you do.. i called jonny up & i said, "these are the things that i'd like to forget. i've had x number of endings. x number of endings. when do i begin?""one for the big mind 'cause i wouldn't want to disappoint. you mean so much to me and you do.. it doesn't take very long to say nothing.""you give me games to keep me sane & all i want to listen to is you." |
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"i seem to pace across the floor tile, jammed up inside. i made the digger dig a little deeper 'cause i can't believe it died. was i not your sort of human being? was i not your kind of creature? tell me how unworthy i seemed when you got Thinking about it..""someone's screaming at me from the kitchen saying "close your eyes & shut your mind." well, girls, this is what you get for good behaviour.. you'll get a rope around your legs and two or three new names.. " |
an emm gryner page.
emmtry number one.
i can't really think of what to do with this page other than to interest you. to go, "hey, kids. check this girl out." so at the moment, i had an emmtry (entry) that i thought i'd share.
i was listening to the wisdom bus tape tree #1 a couple nights ago. i was sitting outside of chandler on the porch. i was writing a letter. a couple boys sat behind me for a while slaughtering oasis songs. when they left, i had listened to c'est what about twelve times & felt inspired of sorts. so i stood up, put half of the headphone to my ear & started to sing along with emm.
uhm. so it sounded like shit maybe. i don't know, nor do i care. it was an interesting expression on my part because i don't really sing solo. hah. mmph. but it was kind of liberating. because i ran out onto the grass, under the moon & stars however clouded over, & sang "your sort of human being" at the top of my lungs. i hope someone heard me. i'm Sure someone heard me.
so that's about it for now. maybe more later.
your sort of solo artist.