.an.attempt.at.me.
listen to the words that come -p..a...r...a...d...ing- from my mouth. perhaps you could do me one of those greatbig favors your so good at. believe me this time. look at my face. and believe me. but ---> quick. dont say a word...let your eyes do the talking.
but lets play a little game. lets pretend i have control for a minute. lets just say i have control of my life. 'y o u s a y' im thinking. but welcome to reality...YOURE NOT ME. and im just one greatbig mess thrown into the grandeold scheme of things.
im riding on a parasol. a parosol of colors that dont exist. l e t_m e_o f f. hold my hand and dont let go. ill be the leader and you just follow along. catch me if i fall. but im always ahead in my mind.
i love music.
y i p p e e* s k i p p e e.
i want to show you all who i am. and call it art . ladies .and. gentlemen: listenup.
tomorrow should be an awesome day. woo. blood will be on the floor. wow. what a relief. thanks for such a cheerful description of my life. sectionals. woox2.
(sidenote) im going to go learn how to play the guitar.