Merry Christmas or who am I kidding? I know I'm old because I'm attentive and reverent over which celebrity dies during the holidays. Who are we collecting?
"I'm not depress". That's a privilege; and only adolescents can.
The humour I'm finding now make me feel wise
I've already experienced horrific and it became advisory and rest be laughs between us.
I loooove you . . . I loooove you . . .
[But like, why did he even say depressed? And isn't this sentence so referential of the author all the tuition money spent on critical creative thought has really paid off and I'm seeing the artistry in things. Even if I'm being myself through another voice. I mean what art becomes as my experience of happening, sees
. It all comes down to semantics: Everyone and the map. Instead of keeping it real should try keeping it right.
Oh but will it live up? But critic will you live? Or will we stand talking while we triumphantly past time? I have the upper hand just like downer vindicating hyper new knowledgeable you. Would you impress me if I was you? Would we be if me wasn't we? ]
Parenthesis means it happens in the mind . . .
And my thought cut off like that
. I can always use it as a cut-up. It's the best thing to do to find out what you say when you can't say anything. Cut it up and postmodernists will warm it up for you. And the artist in you will phoenix, maybe money will own it, then
I'm going to bed after this so you can stay up and I'll keep the light on for you.
It's the original special and I'm tickled . . .