I'm Sorry I'm Such A Sap
I listen to music when I write and maybe that's my problem. According to Vitrolic Spree that's a problem, one I should be ashamed about, like how I eat pizza( de-grease with as many napkins as it takes, smoosh it till it's as flat as possible then fold it like a sandwhich and chow). Which is the only normal way to eat pizza if you ask me and if you don't ask me anyways. So tunes + writing makes me sentimental, which I guess I am or can be because I really don't feel i'm all that mushy just a little and just sometimes.
But what's the problem with being sentimental?!? Why is jaddedness such a heroism?!?
So indie cool?!?
It goes along with my bone against mind games. MG's work, even to those who claim they hate mgs they work on and unfortunately they get the job done and that suks Cus' I don't know how to play those games. Really...I'm too honest, too often happy, and too ok with being vulnerable. I had a friend say it made me beautiful and that might be one of the best compliments i've ever recieved b/c it should and i'm glad it does if only to him. Too bad he's not the rest of you out there pretending and playing, afraid of living and loving. Or listening.
My apologies, I just want this world to bleed and i'd think you'd agree if saw it like me.