The silence of a falling star
Lights up the purple sky.
And as I wonder where you are,
I'm so lonesome I could cry.
Fuck you, Hank. You bastard.
I've decided that after I sell my first book I'm going to become a recluse. More so than I already am, I mean. This is actually a desire I've had for some time, but it got put on the back-burner and forgotten for a while. Now it's back. Damn it.
But I think things will be healthier that way, really.
Lights up the purple sky.
And as I wonder where you are,
I'm so lonesome I could cry.
Fuck you, Hank. You bastard.
I've decided that after I sell my first book I'm going to become a recluse. More so than I already am, I mean. This is actually a desire I've had for some time, but it got put on the back-burner and forgotten for a while. Now it's back. Damn it.
But I think things will be healthier that way, really.
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venice:
Hey, I was a math major, I know what LaTex is. I would have written my thesis in it, if I had managed to write it. So, I understand.
aaardvark:
Nah, apparently I've got rich ass friends, ha ha.