My head hurtsAs I straighten myMisshapen sofaLumpy, bumpyDeformed PermanentlyPressedBy the weightOf bodies andLifeThe heavinessOf stinkingThinkingMinds.
Marry me, He said To the Princess Bride I will always come for you, But one day he didn’t So she started reading Horror genre instead. Marry me, Said the first boy She ever touched down there I will love you forever, ‘Till he cheated on her With a true love He didn’t marry either. …
Books, games, music, and life — filtered through the mind of a writer, drummer, and philosopher who thinks too deeply about all of it. If it moves something in your chest, I'm interested.
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