I still do not belong

[threeplusfire]

There's something passing low in the darkness outside.

It seems I am the only one not driving up to Dallas tomorrow. I suppose I will watch a lot of movies in the apartment, perhaps spend most of tomorrow in Metro. Time alone, for a change. I can even sleep in my own bed.

Sometime, I want to see 24 Hour Party People. If only to complain about being born too late, yet again.

I've been thinking a lot lately, about belief. About how most of my life, I've wanted to belong to something. I wonder if my inability to feel close to ideals or people is the result of some flaw in them, or in myself. Do I have a capacity for this? Because I want, I'd like to believe completely. I don't. I don't know why.

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everything beautiful is far away

[sleepwithlovely.livejournal.com]

Do it! I saw it (24 Hour Party People) one of my last nights in a town with decent movie theaters.

Damn, the Manchester UK scene puts down any scene anywhere. I must live there someday...and I'll start a band, and we'll be called Joy Div-...er...wait no that story ends sadly. But I think I could handle signing a record contract with blood from my own finger. That's hardcore.

My fingers hurt. It's 1 am and I started playing the guitar at 8 pm not to mention off and on all afternoon long. My band rocks!

xoxo