nooceans asked: what have you not done and what is stopping you?
i have not found a reason to die, and i love everything too much to end it now.
nooceans asked: what are you thinking about RIGHT NOW
i am currently talking with a fellow student at my middle school, and while we were rival piano students, him being far better, he claims i inspired him to continue his passion, and we are discussing how far we have strayed from eachother, both distance and ideology, yet what bonds us is our love for what sounds good. it has kind of been the overarching element over everything we have been through since knowing eachother, and it has been a very long time.
if you saw me smoking a cigarette now you would fall in love like you did
i say to no one
i pray to no one
there’s a little little little little little little
thing called love
and it floats and it chokes and it jokes about
the demons above
you see i know a little bit about a little little thing called love
and it stays around a little too long
and kills the little things that don’t belong
it journeys so long to get to my withered heart
and talks smack so violently i can’t tell the whispers apart
yeah it’s a little little little little little little thing called love
whiskey dulls the greatest pain
to be alive, to see the world, to feel it all
whiskey dulls the greatest pain
to feel alive, to be the world, to feel it all
the scientists say
the past is real
the future is real
the past is real
and i’m stuck here now
and the whiskey is all i have now
but not tomorrow
i’ll be getting so old when i meet you
