| What a weird and undiscovered plane i've broken into.
Welcome to the surreal and fucked up existence of guilt, longing, excitment, trepedation, desolation, shell shock, catatonia, confusion, indecision, and resignment.
Congratulations. Break on through to my other side.
I hope i've left a trail of bread crumbs. |
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| Last night i dreamt that i had hopped in my car and started driving and before i knew it, i was in Iowa, then Nebraska. I didn't know where i was going, just that i had to go there. I kept looking at the map but i couldn't make sense of it and depending on which way i turned it, it put me in a different location. There was a woman in the passenger seat and she had packed frozen fish in the cooler. She couldn't make sense of the map either. |
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| my ankle better meet my expectations.... |
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| Oh the things going through my head.... |
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| "So i made a big mistake... tried to see it once my way. Am i wrong? Have i run too far to get home? Have i gone and left you here alone?"
If i would... could you? |
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