by Sufjan Stevens » 1/10/2004, 11:34 am
Man, I've really got nothing coming up for me.
I had Rufus Wainwright on Feb. 17 but I'm not going to go to that one. See, I was supposed to go with the evil wench of an ex, and she just told me yesterday she's just going to go with one of her friends, which really doesn't help me, seeing that I know no one else alive that knows who Rufus is. Cunt.
I have Murder By Death and Poison The Well on Feb. 15 and that's cool and all, but I really wanna see Rufus.
I fucking hate Lauren. I really wish I never met her. My life would be much easier if she never spoke to me....
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.