the sting this piece of plastic makes is gorgeous. i wonder if ill ever tire of its splendor. reuniting with friends is one of the best expreiences on this planet. anywhere. writing songs is what i live for. it takes my breath away. now if i could just find a presong that could do that. i dream of faraway seas. as bleak as the outlook is now, i know oneday i will find someone. i will find someone. i will find someone. i will find someone. i will find someone. i will find someone. i will find someone. i will find someone. maybe. i need the ocean. i feel it calling to me, like the sirens to a sailor. ah eros, you are funny. ha. ha. ha--------->

BURN ME ALIVE