aint no sunshine when she's gone.
sorry for being so abrasive. you're angry. (i'm angry)
run away from me like norah jones wants you to.
wait, you're supposed to run away with me. but you keep on running away from me and am i doing something wrong honey?
you're making me cry to myself and I don't know where the tears will go today.
hopefully they flow to the river and then on to the sea.
but they could stay on my skin and become stale. become bitter.
and start causing damage.
dameji.
i
'm ukranian, i'm the black man of the white world.
and I'll remember that. but he was talking about his bedroom capabilities.
he's fucking with me.
he's fucking with me that fucker.
i can't believe i hate who i am so much.
that sucks.
and the more I'm around people that remind me of me, i realize i really don't love who I am.
fuck that.
so i hang out with people that i have little in common with, to compensate.
then i start to believe that i am like them.
and that's really scary.