king me.

today i'm listening to: in a cave - tokyo police club

ch-ch-check it out

now, that puts extra beats in my funky little heart.

"i can resist everything except temptation"

- oscar wilde

get in here.

get out there.

"she went from a scream to a squeak"

close your eyes...

are you still there?

-jk

"there must be more to life than sitting

around wondering if there is more to life"

(i think this depends on where you're sitting)

the other night

i went to a specific dancey party event.

i can't say it was exactly a friend-studded event.

i found myself eavesdropping on conversations about nothing.

this made me wonder- how fun can your life actually be when you don't read or create or think thoughts of any sort of substance?

is ignorance really bliss?

a thought on beings of no substance:

fill your head

with empty thoughts,

your empty lives.

you can't release

when there's nothing to let go of

(and that's why we keep having all the fun)

-jk

until then,

i'm still jogging, and blogging, and trying to find another hobby that rhymes. (for rhyming's sake)

drown me out.

xoxo. -jess