i fucking guess
i've been realizing things about myself, things like bits of light i've been trying so hard to grasp, ever since i remember being depressed, and all they've seemed to reveal that i'm not the person i thought i was. i'm not anything like what i thought would be good for a person to be. it's like i never cared. it's like every day-dream in my life as a person who can do nothing but day-dream was a last look at another ship leaving to be gone forever.
i don't know.
i just don't know.
jesus christ, it's not like i'm good at anything.
there's no victory i've ever claimed by any means rather then being silly, vaguely pathetic and cute.
alright.
i'm trying to book some shows to play.
it's the only thing i want to do lately.
i'll let you know what turns up.
i don't think i swore yesterday.
that's pretty cool.
i don't know.
i just don't know.
jesus christ, it's not like i'm good at anything.
there's no victory i've ever claimed by any means rather then being silly, vaguely pathetic and cute.
alright.
i'm trying to book some shows to play.
it's the only thing i want to do lately.
i'll let you know what turns up.
i don't think i swore yesterday.
that's pretty cool.