bob

[holdingon]

Gonna sleep down in the parlor
And relive my dreams
I close my eyes and I wonder
If everything is as hollow as it seems

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the prophecy of freedom

[anonymous]

I believe we were both destined to be friends and do something great. Step one was we both quit school. Step 2 is we both move out/(debatable with acceptable day jobs) and get an apartment together. Step 3 is all of our disposable income goes to the band and a little of it goes to poker.

I think moving out of our households is the only true way we can concentrate without our mothers harping down our necks about stupid shit and moving out is,i think, the best way to get out of this limbo that we're both in.

I think this is it.