*creepy stare*

Today I heard a song that clicked in my mind. I dont know what it clicked but it sounded so familiar. Yet it wasn't what I was trying to remember. The voice was so similar and I can't remember what the other thing was. IM DYING OVER HERE! All I know is I listened to Dreams by The Cranberries and something went off n my brain and now I remember some song that I remember loving but I cant remember the title, tune, notes, voice ANYTHING! WTF?! ITS NOT IN MY HEAD IN MY HEAD BUT IM DYING! (<------really lame zombie spoof)

yes. I've been extremly...how do I put this....morbid lately. Ill I can think are these weird thoughts. It's from the crap I listen to and my mother.

When I was little, we lived by a cemetary. In that cemetary was a mausoleum(i butchered that i know). The building had a small hole in the right door, which was always locked, but ajar. So I used to peek in. Im embarassed to say, it was my favorite place...and it still is. Is it normal to feel at home in a graveyard? I'll I wanna do is sit on those stairs and sketch the stones and make up stories about the people. I had a dream about it even. There is also a second M-thinger

*INTERUPTION*

I just remembered the song!!!! it reminded my of "With Reflection" by Kokia!

anyway, I used to make my mom hoist me up on her shoulders so I could peer in the windows of this one too. If I could, i visit this place daily but I now live an hour and a half away. ... I WANNA GO SIT IN THE DEAD PLACE! :(

Am I a nutter butter? I hope not, but that cemetary makes me feel so ... i dont wanna say happy, but calm and content.

Whatever who cares!

~HV

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