love spirals me downwards

now sound: furniture's hush the dead are dreaming

these past weekend was testament to tha fact that my life has always been guided by love. and the other subtle trappings that come in the pursuit of L.O.V.E. the trappings that gingerly guide my being into that oh so very gorgeous downward spiral.

and the trappings are :
1. starting to drink cos of want to be on the same level of intoxication as the popsluts down on the floor. dancing to this F.E.E.L.I.N.G CALLED L.O.V.E

2. starting to get lazy again in a roomful of baybeats boys looking so juicy and delectable crooning to The Dears

3. starting to stay up too late on the mac simply cos i just had to keep on talking to him to feed my pophigh. the pophigh brought on by the indie circle of L.O.V.E.

am i really spiralling downwards? how could this possible be the way down when my heart feels like it wants to leap out of my chest and fly up to kiss the diamonds in the sky?

love spirals me downwards from the heaven back to YOU, my faceless love.
i hope to see you in my dreams tonight.

"last night i dreamt that somebody loved me" - last song idea for future poptarts