New journal.
I added most of you.
I need a change.

I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears

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Procrastination.
Kinsey.
Sweets.
Drugs.
Supplements.
Exhaustion.
Pain.
Infection.
Debt.
Rain.
Kisses.
Dancing.
Jealousy.
Fear.

'Scuze me, too busy,
You're writing your tragedy.
These mishaps, your bubble wrap, when,
You've no idea what you're like...

(So let go)
So let go
Jump in
Oh well whatcha waiting for?
It's alright,
'Cuz there's beauty
In the breakdown.

"I've always been mad, I know I've been mad, like the
most of us...very hard to explain why you're mad, even
if you're not mad..."

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
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"Most art (and music) is shit. But it’s worth listening to and look at, ‘cause when you finally see something you like, it’s fantastic."