Well, I made my mind. It sort of complements what I said earlier today: I'll just let things unravel (if such a word exists and if that's it correct meaning heh) and will do the best I can.

I need friends... I don't need the ones I already have, I don't care anymore about the ones I already have...
I feel so lonely, and this loneliness only grows... as years passed, I became more and more isolated... from my kid friends, then from my childhood friends, then from my all-time school friends, then from my family, then from my new friends, then from the people I met throughout my life... then from the girls I dated... then from my Love... and the list will only grow as I age and fade and die...

I know, it's probably the moment, but I feel more and more tired of things. It's not that I'm feeling suicidal or anything, it's been ages since those times it seems, it's just that I want to have people like me... maybe I found a few, but I'm so shy, I'm a hedgehog...
I would love to just live my life alone and not caring, but I can't!... I care...

promise me to pass the time,
dance with me on plastic tears
Kiss me - we won't feel alone
till morning when we disappear...

I don't know why, but lately I'm really tired all the time. I eat well - and a lot although I'm thin! - but I'm just tired and without much energy.. it's obviously mental, but I can't solve it right now...

There is no god up in the sky tonight
No sign of heaven anywhere in sight
All that was true is left behind
Once I could see now I am blind
Don't want your dreams you try to sell
This disease I give to myself

 
How does it feel?
How does it feel?

She makes it sweeter than the sun
I get too tight I come undone
I bow my head to confess
The temple walls are made of flesh
Runs up my arms 'til I'm on track
Itches my skin right off of my back
I'll heal your wounds I'll set you free
I'm Jesus Christ on Ecstacy

How does it feel?
How does it feel?

[whispered]
I am so dirty on on the inside
I am so dirty on on the inside
I am so dirty on on the inside
I am so dirty on on the inside

How does it feel?!
How does it feel?!

Suck
Suck
Suck
Suck

[whispered]
A thousand lips a thousand tongues
A thousand throats a thousand lungs
A thousand ways to make it true
I want to do terrible things to you

The show was great, in spite of the excessive amount of EMDM and the fact that he arrived left, left early and played just 12 songs...

I was with Blair, I tried to hold the people around her so she wouldn't be crushed by the throng of weirdos...

I only ran into a couple of undesirable people, but I didn't even talk to them. I was seen by several fotologgers it seems, but I didn't notice them, it was a pity...