cracker ass cracker

[thejunipertree]

I've discovered the joys of downloading *ahem* free music
from the Internet.

Currently, I am running "Baby, Hit Me One More Time" as
covered by Travis.

You know, this is actually an extremely sad song...

Everyone else has been posted The New Year sort of posts.
I'm just glad that last year is gone and finished now.
It was most likely one of the most horrendous times of my
life. And I'm not likely to recover fully, in anything
resembling the near future.

Hell, I'm not so sure I'll recover fully whatsoever.
Damn. There's me, trying to be optimistic.

Everything I touch and see and hear is a sharp, painful
memory. Isn't this supposed to go away with time?
I wear a mask of peachykeenness. But, it's only really
a mask. Always a mask.

Shouldn't I have learned my lesson with this? Previous
rulers across my knuckles should have been incentive
enough, wouldn't you think?

I'm a dense kind of girl, I would reckon.
And I must surely love the taste of brick in my mouth,
as I keep ramming my head against all of these walls.