to e or not to e, that is the question

"There's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week
I keep on talkin' trash but I never say anything
And the talkin' leads to touchin'
and the touchin' leads to sex
and then there is no mystery left"


Life has slowed down and become platonic and calm again. yet i think about my complexes more than ever now and the whole effects that everything has on me and what will reactions be, or will i even have a reaction? or will it all just be numb?
i don't know. But it doesn't really matter, because somehow i know that whatever happens, i'll mull it over and talk it over and sort it out, and THAT, my dear friends, is what I love to do.