monkeybuttt

14.

i need to clean up my act, make a new sound, a new scene, write a book and a song and renew my soul at the library. i'm missing good things and looking in the wrong places for shit i don't need.

i'm out for the next 4 days, thank god. no computer, no city, no bad drinking or unpleasant aftereffects or needless sex positions. grandpa, how come we can't just stay up here the rest of our lives?

i'm glad for all your support, those of you who are friends and sweethearts and well wishers and even those of you who are weird and might not like me. or think you don't, or whatever. i need your input because we are all interchangable cogs in this weird world. so fuck off, because i love you.

my insides are twisted and absurd, disturbed and distended and my stomach feels like a 50 pound weight drowning my good sense with cheap alcohol and my eyes are covered with the caul of years. my mind is a fuzzy trap, obscured by strange pages from a book i may still read.

see ya soon.


when darkness falls
on Summer's end
so in your absence
i shall begin
when Darkness falls the race iz done
and Love lives not
when Hope is gone
goodbye, suffer

everything's gonna be alright...

the longest night of every year
i spent beside you, baby
do you remember anything about me?
i was the one when Hope was gone
who took too long to sing this song

everything's gonna be alright...

when darkness falls
on Summer's end
so in your absence
i shall begin
when Darkness falls
the race iz through

everything's gonna be alright . . .
everything's gonna be alright . . .
everything's gonna be alright . . .

-the twilight singers, twilight.