The journey…

….. probably isn’t worth it.

Not probably. It just wasn’t.

My New Year’s resolution. .

….to fill the world up with more of my art crap. I should be sorry. But I’m not.

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The side where…..

….dreams go to die.

Where there is smoke…

….it gets harder to breathe.

It’s almost that time….

…….to get some help.

Just try…..

……and drown me. I don’t swim. I walk.

Where….

….to cry to now.

Sing me a song……

….in my nest of hair.

I don’t know what it is…..

….but people are almost compelled to do the opposite of what you ask.

So when I say I want to be left alone, I don’t need anyone coming up and asking if I want to be left alone.

It’s getting wetter……

…..and wetter. Like my mood.