|Heartbeats and stomped emotions
||[Aug. 14th, 2006|09:24 am]
|||||Radiohead- High and Dry||]|
My muscle contractions have gotten increasingly shorter. The second I feel my body start to heave with hiccups, they stop. The blood pounding through my arm and fingertips subsides when I notice it happening. It reminds me of my emotions. When I'm really happy, the second I notice I'm too comfortable or having too much fun, I snap myself out of it. When I'm devastated, all of the stupid superficial shit enters my mind and I smile my narcissistic smile and go on my day masking my feelings and truely believing everythings okay. I am such an observant person and I've come to live for coffee and cigarettes. I like the way the coffee bites my tongue and when it slides down my throat, the heat of it burns like liquor. I like the way the cigarettes send an S.O.S. to my brain that signal it to calm down and it actually listens.