this is genuine happiness for the first time in a long time.
i have been revising some of the songs i want to start playing.
the guitar is simple and so are the words.
but the depth that they create is unimaginable.
i'm pretty stressed about all the end of the year chaos,
but i know that it means summer is almost here.


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i'm not the one
wearing the plastic
hindlegs.

i'm not the one
wearing the lion's head.


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there are water spots
on the window next to me.
they make no visible pattern,
and they will most likely
never affect anything.

We ain't made of nothing but water and shit.

small town life.
small town integrity.
big city heart

small pond big fish
branches reach off
the side of a cliff
toward the lonely waters
the emptiness is evident
while the moon keeps
watch over the night
no children will be
harmed by the invisible
killers....

fuck

i think my body is
disentigrating.
i am sick as a
fucking dog.

run away
reality is coming.
god i hope
people become
more reliable.

why?