a cost, to care, to be willing to be fair to be in the midst of the wherever whenever mist must make lust disappear a cross in weird wary eyes a lost bear hypnotized

well, late start, eighth start, eight years. I want to make music forever it’s the only thing I do that even I can’t critique and tear apart I wish for shorter pieces, more honestly, less try, more love for you and for me amen and whoopee

you might wonder, where all the missing numbers go into the ether here why now do I find a floating kind of island it’s just where I sit though I am not aware which makes me sad I wish I were there

I’m so far from anything that even matters

and I never thought it would end

so hard to know I’ll be gne for a few days

whatever we make of whatever we make of whatever

hey look, I’m sorry hey, I should have told you I was going to bliss you out. I should have not wanted any of this.

fang shweeeeeeee

wander around and around and around and I miss you I just do I just miss you I just do