15th Jan 2009. I was 25. She was 23. Coldplay. Lenny Kravitz was kravitzing. The statement. It’s really hot. My body.
You might be a big fish in a little pond, doesn’t mean you’ve won.
Now the words have died. It’s just the mumbled music and the guitar playing... And a finger... Random Names... Stupid Laughter... I love this song... Mine made you laugh... Make it nice.
And were stoned good... Good stoned. Stone. Why stone? Rock. Were rocked.
And so I picked it up... no, not it. Them. I picked up two stones... rubbed them together, intending to light a fire. A stone fire.
Everybody wants a happy ending
For so long you type, and this is what you come up with? A happy ending!
What do you think of yourself?
The end.
It’s not, it can’t be...
