Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Fitting in

In a mood to express, but what? What to express? In a mood to express nothing, or something.

If I go to sleep, I will wake up eventually. Tomorrow is a day, and I have to do things tomorrow. I must be an idiot.

Does anything matter? Is anything real? Why are the fingernails so long on my right hand? It causes difficulty, typing. It is because I play guitar, of course.

But why.

I might as well be drunk.

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