August 2011
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printed-in-gold asked: Oh hell yeah.
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I am in an all-girl band.
But I fucking hate the term “all-girl”.
Then again, don’t let me speak too soon.
If you’re the guy that comes up to me after a show and says “You girls are cute, really cute”, I’ve really gotta thank you.
You’re the reason I do this. I put up with your shit, give you a smile, and say “Well, that’s our goal.” You go on, stating in...
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no struggle, no progress
The problem is meaningless to someone with their own struggle; minimized by current joys.
But now, I’d say that it is time for a haircut. Stop this struggle and take off my shoes. Run!
Chop off the dead ends because if this is going nowhere, so am I. Go on without me, but give me my shoes back.
I get this weird joy from the center of the pain. I am alive and must be living, never reliving...
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Sleep is such an intimate thing.
That’s why I only tell close friends about my narcolepsy.
Falling asleep in front of you is risky.
If it happens, it means I’m comfortable.
That first time is usually the best time, because it dawns on me
how much you mean to me.
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Today I Feel
I have recently been told that I need to somehow express my feelings. I don’t like to talk about it, so I usually turn to music for catharsis and any other emotional “needs”. That’s probably what makes me a musician— the ability to escape from reality while at the same time living completely in the moment and participating in something real that makes me feel...
