How I don't want to be in a relationship because a girl who holds admiration for me is something I'm responsible for, and how incredibly fragile that is, equivalent to have to constantly hold (palm up) and balance a rather large but shatter-happy thin glass ball.
Because I'm gonna mess up. That's what I do. And when I do, there goes the admiration, sweetheart.
I'm such a doofus.
Wednesday, September 26, 2018
Hitter of a Noise Stick
I'm not a guitar player.
I have a noise stick.
I have a noise stick.
And I hit it occasionally.
I am a noise stick hitter.
I have a noise stick.
I have a noise stick.
And I hit it occasionally.
I am a noise stick hitter.
Monday, September 24, 2018
Sunday, September 16, 2018
Friday, September 14, 2018
Girls & Monsters
I wanna write about monsters but end up writing about girls. Again.
"I dunno, maybe they're the sa—"
"Oh how dare you!" cuts in another.
"I dunno, maybe they're the sa—"
"Oh how dare you!" cuts in another.
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