Driving an acquaintance’s car to the District Court in unreasonable states. Both my morning classes were canceled. This made me return to my glovebox and employ euphemisms. Then it was e.e. cummings yelling and singing at me in the cafeteria. Time had to stop being wasted. And then all of the seperate takes lined up on top of each other. Or some of them. If music was a spectrum displayed in my eyes the needle would be pointing more to the deeply meaningful end. I don’t want to do anything else.
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infinite16khzhum posted this
Sometimes I sit in my basement in my underwear and begrudgingly watch George Lopez at 2 a.m. and eat consecutive bowls of Honey Nut Cheerios. I would like to meet a pleasant girl with long dark hair who likes 20th Century Classical music and doesn't mind the fact that my showers are infrequent.
