tamelyn: gravity pulls me around
tamelyn: the trees will bend
tamelyn: not
tamelyn: your agony is such an obvious barge to tow
tamelyn: restless
tamelyn: scattered
tamelyn: drained
tamelyn: because life has hard edges
tamelyn: autumn arrives, and i fall.
tamelyn: everything sticks like a broken record
tamelyn: SAD
tamelyn: not what I had in mind
tamelyn: party of one
tamelyn: long story short
tamelyn: when we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquered long ago. ~ nietzsche
tamelyn: try and understand me if I stumble now and then
tamelyn: february
tamelyn: about the weather
tamelyn: tired and wired we ruin too easy