tell it to me one more time

if questions were really begged, i'd be grovelin' for this one:

"why can't i stop?"

over and over and over and over again and again and over and again. again and over and again and again and over and over and over.

again.

i pulled a lecture hall for our casting call, i met up with tim when the crew left the mall, and i almost attacked some guy with an orange pool ball.

metra to the hyde, back to the train in another car ride. thoughts, feelings, all sought that then hide. all explored and explained and then finally tried.

i haven't slept in three days. so far.