the night of my birthday

I've realized a few things.

I'm 25
single
broke
unemployed
homosexual
and completely uncreative.

on a much more spiteful note:
"when we get big, are you gonna leave?"
that's what that asshole asked me when we started making music. it's
amazing what you'll give up when you don't think things through. it's
amazing how many people actually CANNOT realize how undeniably self-
involved they are.

nowadays, I make less music and spend most of my time washing dishes
at home.

happy birthday.

ps: art people suck monkey dick.

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