June 2012
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I am going to use a ouija board to contact my hopes and dreams from beyond the grave
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I am not a slave to your words, you can’t validate me! WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE
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The state of being in a suspended collapse, lying in mid air, feeling beside the wind for eternity; neither fruitful or desirable, gravity’s giving me a boost rather than a weight… can’t catch me up here in Limbo.
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If I snug my new guitar up to my chest and talk with different pitches, it will pick them up and vibrate the strings accordingly.
SO NOW when I sing and play a song, it sounds about 87 times more beautiful.
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If you weren’t so strange, we would be strangers.