I basically do nothing all day and it doesn’t keep me occupied so I think too much.
Plus it’s cold and raining and I work outside.
Plus I hate people at the moment.
My job involves talking to people.
Might just bugger off and go for a walk.
How I’d get a twenty minute recording of me improvising on the piano onto tumblr?
I want to show the world what I can improvise when my mind’s in a shitty place.
The more I learn of you, the more I laugh; the more my head thinks: “You’re everything we used to laugh about”.
It’s funny, you should think, to survive through mess only to be wrought by hilarity of things most ridiculous.
I hope you endure pain, we hope your life to be slain.
Pass out the nonsensical thoughts! Strive for a new beginning; a new life; a new start!
But, no. You’re but a foolish soul, spilling your curiosity like the proverbial feline.
This life is grass.
immissnothing replied to your post: It tends to do that, probably cutting it again, though. Maybe tomorrow. I knew you’d say that first bit. If it’s not this length next time I see you we’re no longer friends.