it's that time of the year again.

when my blog is not updated before the dance blog.

it feels weird inside, i don't know how i feel.

holy motherfucking shit i have 35 unread vj mails.

dance club is rocking on at a fantastic pace. i'm reminded of the Ariel poems from Plath.

i might be taking things for granted.

i might be too caught up with myself and us.

here are lyrics to hide behind!

And my running feet could fly
Each breath screaming: "We are all too young to die!"

Between two lungs it was released
The breath that passed from you to me
That flew between us as we slept
That slipped from your mouth into mine
It crept

Because it was trapped
Tapped between two lungs
It was trapped between two lungs

Now all the days of begging
The days of theft
No more gasping for a breath
The air has filled me head-to-toe
And I can see the ground far below
I have this breath and I hold it tight
And I keep it in my chest with all my mgiht
I pray to god this breath will last
As it pushes past my lips
As I...