I can change
be aware of happiness
I can change it to
beware of happiness.

if I die tonight
I die with green eyes
cut into little slits
by pixelated bits
bloodshot around the edges
and wanting for just a bit of sleep
it's only a tragedy if I end up boring or predictable.

this is what gothmess says, in 140 characters or less..

on going out, and going home:
"just can't be happy tonight"
"so I left. unwilling to be anything but alone"

some things are better left forgotten:
"forget what I was going to tell you"

about to pass out:
"radio silence"

cough medicine:
"dextromethorphan"


an autobiography:
"if you like what you can't have and the smell of stale cigarettes
you're sure going to love me."
"and that's dedicated to somebody"

a confession:
"theres an awful lot of rapid life changes being thrown at me & so typically I've decided to sleep more and smoke more and be lazier overall"
"additionally I might add that all of my friends have discovered how infrequently I get laid and have decided to comment about it"
"so that feels nice. okay goodnight"

on relaspse:
"puked my throat out. the taste of loneliness is the taste of failure"

on alliterations:
"migranes and mixed feelings today"

on fine dining:
"stir fry is the best way to eat your feelings"

death cab for cutie references:
"tiny vessels from the other side of the microphone isn't great"

on setting goals:
"tomorrow I will wake up new and fresh and young and me"
"replacing all meals with green tea"

and not quite accomplishing them:
"old habits die hard"
"I didn't wake up new or fresh because I woke up me"

missing MySpace's "current mood" feature:
"tired and jaded and bored to tears"

potential comedy ideas:
" "my easter hickey"  "

on having a hickey:
"tiny vessels *******"

on alka seltzer cough and cold medicine:
"no such thing as a half dose"
"orange carbonated salvation"

on life outlook:
"**** 'em"