too little bit o'clementine
i always wonder why i stopped liking the coral. i think the problem i had without the internet was that i felt there was no use for my computer at all, and i never listened to any music on it because... it was the same shit all the time for years, like a big expensive cd collection you never want to touch because you're sick of it all.
brilliance! UTTER brill i a n c e !
tonight is the perfect night. someone said it was in the moon but in actuality it's all in the sky and the beam of energy concentrating from my windowsill to back inside where it belongs with an amethyst charging there for us to breathe in on the breeze.
of course, you know this means bratwurst. i never once was the biggest fan of sauerkraut but i'd be hard pressed to turn down a Turkey Reuben, if you know what i mean.
we still put our under-wiring in the same cup size, as one can plainly see.
metaphors and the like. analogous: ACRYLLIC IS TO PLASTIC AS A ROSE IS TO
orange vs. blue and i was there to cheer them on all the while
i keep sitting up straighter but i feel like a little siamese perched on a pillow of silk with a look of self-satisfaction in its eyes.
it's good to breathe, is what it is.
being alone in spirit in peace and in comfort- here i am. understand?
not cryptic, straightforward, the sundial reads NOW o'clock and i'm perched
on my pillow
breathing in the charging amethyst in the breeze
while the energy caresses my soul and i float
with the smoke billowing and the scent like rosewater there
minding my own business
exercising my english
c'est la vie mon peu une.
j'aime!
brilliance! UTTER brill i a n c e !
tonight is the perfect night. someone said it was in the moon but in actuality it's all in the sky and the beam of energy concentrating from my windowsill to back inside where it belongs with an amethyst charging there for us to breathe in on the breeze.
of course, you know this means bratwurst. i never once was the biggest fan of sauerkraut but i'd be hard pressed to turn down a Turkey Reuben, if you know what i mean.
we still put our under-wiring in the same cup size, as one can plainly see.
metaphors and the like. analogous: ACRYLLIC IS TO PLASTIC AS A ROSE IS TO
orange vs. blue and i was there to cheer them on all the while
i keep sitting up straighter but i feel like a little siamese perched on a pillow of silk with a look of self-satisfaction in its eyes.
it's good to breathe, is what it is.
being alone in spirit in peace and in comfort- here i am. understand?
not cryptic, straightforward, the sundial reads NOW o'clock and i'm perched
on my pillow
breathing in the charging amethyst in the breeze
while the energy caresses my soul and i float
with the smoke billowing and the scent like rosewater there
minding my own business
exercising my english
c'est la vie mon peu une.
j'aime!