I find myself in love with the people and things around me. I feel this in conjunction with a constant nagging from myself; leaving me rigid. The phrase came to me last week, not in a time of reflection but while I was so confused about what was happening around me the only conclusion was…
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Lonesome- transcribed
The band is on break Green walls and black and white shoes Warm bodies hands grasp Lots of people, but today I feel a little alone so I am going to write to you as if you are here. There are drums which fill the space nicely and only three guitars. It’s packed– every seat…
