Honey.

My sweet honeybee, you are the one for me, no matter what your mother says. And if i could be most anything, i'd be the one that makes you sing with all your bloodstains on my bed. I want you to be two miles from the sun. With your bloody knees, two miles from the sun...

My sweet honeybee, lock you up with me and i'll soothe the aching from your head. And when i'm feeling down, i'll saw off both your hands and lick the sweat off of your feet. I want you to be two miles from the sun. With your bloody knees, two miles from the sun. I want you to feel two miles from the sun. Want you to be two miles... I'll be your sun.

I'll be your sun.

Olive.

Ever spend so much time doing something you like that it makes you feel kind of pathetic? Is it more or less pathetic when, really, there's not much else you *have* to be doing at the time? I'm being vague.

I've been sleeping at night sometimes lately, not so much for any reason as it just kind of happens. There are certain hours where i need to be awake, but otherwise, i can sleep whenever. I've kind of gone back to my body's seemingly natural thirty-hour cycle, and i end up sleeping funny hours. I've been sort of scheduling my sleeping time, rather than just going to bed when i usually do. The difference is subtle, but important.

Sometimes i'm sick of feeling so intensely about some things. It makes me get all antsy or grumpy about things i shouldn't, and it's getting to be exhausting. It's not even that big a deal, i just wish i could stop being so concerned. It'd nice to relax a little and stop being so uptight and worrying about unimportant things and just enjoy what's good. I guess that's just the nature of emotions. Can't do too much about how you feel about things. At least i can't. It'd be nice though, to be able to tone down worry/concern/mild confusion/etc. I'm still being vague.

I've had no replies since the fourth. Starting to wonder why i keep writing in this thing.

Anyway, i'm going to sleep. At night. -.-;