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this summer so far has been a blur of lust and guitar strumming. i am so bewildered and lost by everything. i am might be moving to the black dragon city of london and it will eat me with all of it's building shaped teeth. i am so dizzy and the world is moving so fast, i don't know why we don't all just fall off the face of it and float off, creating our worlds within ourselves.maybe planets are just people who got lost. lost, lost. we're all lost. but maybe not, i think it is too easy of a presumtion, too easy to say. a lot of things are too easy to say, just words that you vomit from your mouth. but it never stops the sickness. words are the cliches of movies and trashy novels. i am a cliche, i have wrote in the same damn style for years, it never changes and now i am just writing as i go. i haven't wrote anything for ages and maybe this is why. london baby.