All I Want to Do...

and am doing anyway, is curl up in my bed under my warm warm comforter and block out the world.

hormones surging through my veins, blocking any rationale in my being. just this very morning i lost my temper at my very VERY innocent bystander of a sister. poor her o.O

gloomy clouds, gray skies, pouring rain...just more elements adding to this DUNGEON OF DOOOOM feeling right here right now. am alone at home, finding things to do.

but absolutely loving the freedom to turn the music up as loud as possible, freedom to play the piano without feeling self-conscious, freedom to just...sleep in the silence.

my inspiration as of now: eskimo joe. do not be deceived by their very seemingly insubstantial band name. their songs are everything but. 'how does it feel' has gotta be the greatest song alive (:




sure, they don't have the looks or the name or the overwhelming fame. but hey, who needs more superficiality in the world?