picture postcards

sometimes, i hate keeping secrets.
but it helps to know you're making someone happier by doing something you don't like.
but i hate keeping my own secrets.
sometimes.

the sloth is fighting with his girl;
somehow, i feel responsible for making sure they're both okay...
sometimes i wish i could just forget about caring :(
(just like us)

lousy, incoherent, stupid day.
my mind is like a swirl of ants dancing on a hot brick wall.
everywhere.

lousy, stupid...rrraaaawwwwrrrrr