Wednesday, February 17, 2010

YUCK

Animal Collective feels as though it could validate me someday
But putting so much energy into being validated is odd when one was never valid
Case in point:
The point of being validated is to (not only spell everything correctly and use proper grammar), but to completely kill the craving for validation. This inassumedly makes you an un-valid. Or an invalid, depending on your extremities.

Am I making sense? Of course not, never. Neither do my siblings' names. But that never stopped me before. Also (alzo), no one ever cared.

Good dreams.
What do I want? Sky. (Annoying question/answer).

Is everything alright? Are you feeling stony? Are you feeling phony? You're not the only.


What is the right way?




John Locke has no idea, because grey is where that color should be.
So prepare to get tan you Indian Summers'

Your pool awaits.




It burns my mouth.

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