I get to go home.
I miss home sometimes.
I found out the Japanese have no equivalent for pressure. There is so much pressure here at school. I lie awake sometimes, listening to the cracks.
You can feel the tension everywhere you go. People's lives are at stake. I'm tired.
Sometimes, if you listen carefully, you can hear people's ambition trampling over their humanity. Sometimes you can hear people's dreams dying.
Tonight, I made my own grave. I get to go home though. Though there is no direction to life you always end up in the same place.
Maybe my nerves will get better someday, but right now I think I'll watch my left hand twitch.
I miss home sometimes.
I found out the Japanese have no equivalent for pressure. There is so much pressure here at school. I lie awake sometimes, listening to the cracks.
You can feel the tension everywhere you go. People's lives are at stake. I'm tired.
Sometimes, if you listen carefully, you can hear people's ambition trampling over their humanity. Sometimes you can hear people's dreams dying.
Tonight, I made my own grave. I get to go home though. Though there is no direction to life you always end up in the same place.
Maybe my nerves will get better someday, but right now I think I'll watch my left hand twitch.
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jesus_christ:
yeah it was a tangerine dream thread, but brynji and i are on a quest to spread perfect nothing and tub ring so i figured i'd randomly insert their links on all my board posts from now on as long as i remember. and how's the pizzicato five? i only have heard their stuff...re...mixed?...by john oswald for plunderphonics--weird weird stuff. this guy samples songs so it isn't really remixing it's sampling but most of the time he uses one song and uses elements of it to create a new one.
jesus_christ:
here it's http://www.plunderphonics.com