134 kingsland

this morning i realized that "an evening of extraordinary circumstance" by the lawrence arms is the anthem of the new apt in brooklyn. figured i'd post because it's too hard not to relate to it.

tonight i'll sit around pushing my shit down the drain, using a plunger and a clothespin while i wrangle with the chain
tonight i'll have potato chips and watch my favorite shows, then watch some infomercials, then watch some tv snow
tonight i'll have 9 or 10 beers
tonight i'll talk on the telephone mindlessly until my ear burns from the feeling, from the strain of active nothing
tonight i'll avoid my hopes and fears
tonight i'll play shitloads of video games
tonight i'll decide too late to go get on the train and play out my stupid misguided version of fun
tonight i'll get stupid fucking drunk and be an idiot, ashamed of what i've done
tonight i'll bang out another shitty song thats unsatisfying, its been so fucking long since i really felt any other way
tonight i'll crumple up these lyrics and throw them away
tonight i'll make promises i know i'll never keep
tonight ill talk on the telephone, wishing i had the energy to sleep
tonight i'll sit around and bitch
tonight i'll get hungry staring at the mustard in my empty fridge
maybe tomorrow i won't smoke no cigarettes
maybe tomorrow i won't look back on tonight with vomit and soaked regrets
maybe tomorrow i won't drown myself in spite
maybe tomorrow i could try
and tomorrow can be beter than tonight.
sleep well and dream
plastic pillow that give way to someplace green
sleep well and dream

visit me please.