I was watching you when it happened.
I did not hear the final breath. I heard the rumors and laughed them off. My arrogance is one of my many flaws. I was born under a stone. He was born in a UFO. Like in outer space.
I don’t know how true anything is.
Such control over everything until the very last. It’s all deranged. I hear some mad piano keys in the background and a manic saxophone hitting just the right notes.
It is too easy to pathetically devolve until self…. I am a disgraceful human being. Why I am still even here? There is only true type of nobility.
Raining tears upon the sheets.
I light this candle.
Don’t turn this is an expense of ego. Everyone there is no point in comparison. I would have flung myself from the highest….
How could you have known so much that we did not?
Just like that bluebird, you’ll be free. In private what have we all struggled with? And this control maintained until the end. My hands are trembling and I can’t see anything. There’s something in my eye, something in the air. Ziggy played guitar. I thought you were an alient creature. I can’t write anything. I am in a corner somewhere. I am lost somewhere. Everyone says hi. What did you write while everything was happening? Words are spilling out right now without any real meaning and I wonder where you are. My perception is everything or nothing.
I take everything for granted. When will the time for celebration? Reinvention splayed across my years. I laughed and cried in equal measure. I was alone and then I was not. It’s a slow burn, I think the angels are coming soon. Is that all some kind of elaborate brainwashing? Are these lights in the sky going to take us away? I can still see that awful thing I drew on my carpet.
How could you know to leave this gift for us? I bought transparency. I was found under a stone. I was brought back to life and everything around me was autumnal.
What was that like writing this?
I can’t fill my word quota anymore. I can’t really write. Fraud.
I listened to Outside first and then Hunky Dory. That is just the beginning. I am waking at 4 am and will be looking for some guidance.
I feel so sad over someone I never met before at any point in my life. Yet this person has impacted my life more than almost anyone else. What a bizarre world we live in and now this world is quite a bit less nice.
I left wrote you something on the bridge. I left that for you in your city. I’ll never see you. I’ll never leave my room. I love you. I’m sorry.
Oh God please bring me the disco king.
You can’t give it all away. No one can.
Thank you
I did not hear the final breath. I heard the rumors and laughed them off. My arrogance is one of my many flaws. I was born under a stone. He was born in a UFO. Like in outer space.
I don’t know how true anything is.
Such control over everything until the very last. It’s all deranged. I hear some mad piano keys in the background and a manic saxophone hitting just the right notes.
It is too easy to pathetically devolve until self…. I am a disgraceful human being. Why I am still even here? There is only true type of nobility.
Raining tears upon the sheets.
I light this candle.
Don’t turn this is an expense of ego. Everyone there is no point in comparison. I would have flung myself from the highest….
How could you have known so much that we did not?
Just like that bluebird, you’ll be free. In private what have we all struggled with? And this control maintained until the end. My hands are trembling and I can’t see anything. There’s something in my eye, something in the air. Ziggy played guitar. I thought you were an alient creature. I can’t write anything. I am in a corner somewhere. I am lost somewhere. Everyone says hi. What did you write while everything was happening? Words are spilling out right now without any real meaning and I wonder where you are. My perception is everything or nothing.
I take everything for granted. When will the time for celebration? Reinvention splayed across my years. I laughed and cried in equal measure. I was alone and then I was not. It’s a slow burn, I think the angels are coming soon. Is that all some kind of elaborate brainwashing? Are these lights in the sky going to take us away? I can still see that awful thing I drew on my carpet.
How could you know to leave this gift for us? I bought transparency. I was found under a stone. I was brought back to life and everything around me was autumnal.
What was that like writing this?
I can’t fill my word quota anymore. I can’t really write. Fraud.
I listened to Outside first and then Hunky Dory. That is just the beginning. I am waking at 4 am and will be looking for some guidance.
I feel so sad over someone I never met before at any point in my life. Yet this person has impacted my life more than almost anyone else. What a bizarre world we live in and now this world is quite a bit less nice.
I left wrote you something on the bridge. I left that for you in your city. I’ll never see you. I’ll never leave my room. I love you. I’m sorry.
Oh God please bring me the disco king.
You can’t give it all away. No one can.
Thank you
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