If I was in a movie, this would be the moment i light a fag and look solemn towards to the camera.
I'm feeling blue. I want to explain why, but Im struggling. And its not anything bad at all. Just that blue feeling washing in and out of me. For no real or concrete reason.
I think Im gradually going into a quiet madness. I have never been drunk or taken drugs, yet i have these moments of spontaneous dance that feel fuelled with rage, which i sometimes cant stop.
Also the word pretentious may be the death of me. oh god.