of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery

shut my eyes and squeeze my demand, the point of a spear.  what will happen.

man, it’s hard to come down from impossible hopes seemingly

excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal

lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time

i could not conceive of such beauty, it had to hit me like it has. nothing

being drawn back unlike a bowstring but down and in as water finds the lowest

yes, there is a gap between us always has been now it is

here’s a story. it may even be true. where i come from nothing ever sucks, so i

every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which