saying words we couldn't while driving

Aug 04, 2008 02:59

yo-yo | oscillator | wretched penis

up and down, all, all the time. i get so depressed about music when i play a crappy show to almost nobody. team life carries me through the days, but there's only so much a body outside can do about the disembodiment inside. it's how life is, though, that the exacerbator of depression should be the only thing that so totally and brutally annihilates it. i am terribly psyched to write new songs! i will be horribly unhappy after i play them, but that's okay! this is the crest of the wave. the trough will come when it does. just stay on the wave, man, that's all the job is.

that's all life is: going to the beach.
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