good greif
This household akin to the hull of a ship with it's cavernous passageways and hidden compartments has swallowed me whole. From the time I moved in here I've been biding my time. I proclaimed that your walls were there before I met you and that to try to scale them would be daunting and arduous. I never imagined that you would build new ones....but I am naieve and arrogant. Good god you've got me questioning everything with your curious nature. I was impaired by this harsh judgement I passed onto every surface that my eyes touched. Not everything can be shiny and not everything can coordinate, but it's my own madness that needs to see the possibility in all landscapes. In my own isolation I've learned to actually sleep and shred the shit out of 6 strings, which you can find me doing rather than getting a foothold on your walls. Um, yeah, but not really.