life and even one good thing– anything, a course in wonders becomes? no school, thanks not for me. no lesson one so likes declaring to find itself legs. no

every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which

something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet

simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation

a few hundred million dying days later he emerges into crazy

just start over not so much like anything was particularly

like bell bottoms or disco but we need it to think i’m dead

of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery