On the Other Side

I'm tired of, everyone I know
Of everyone... I see...
on the street and on TV, yeah

On the other side, on the other side
Nobody's waiting for me on the other side
I hate them all, I hate them all
I hate myself for hating them
So drink some more, I'll love them all
I'll drink even more...
I'll hate them even more than I did before

On the other side, on the other side
Nobody's waiting for me on the other side
I remember when you came
You... taught me how to sing
Now... it's seems so far away
You... taught me how to say
I'm tired of
Being so judgemental of everyone

I will not go to sleep
I will train my eyes to see
That my mind is a blind as a branch on a tree
On the other side, on the other side
I know what's waiting for me on the other side
On the other side, on the other side
I know you're waiting for me on the other side

-The Strokes

I'm feeling moody and lonely. I've gotten back into the Strokes lately. It's upbeat and tends not to be terribly happy. (kinda like me)

I read a really good poem today. I had to read it aloud because it was so good. I hadn't read it in a while but it's still as good as I remembered it.

I got a splinter in my hand last night. It aches.

I just want someone I can talk to, the way talking is supposed to be.

"I dont want to change your mind,
I don't want to waste your time,
I just want to know you're alright.
I've got to know you're alright.
You are young darling,
for now but not for long."
-----under control