might be a good name for a blog of a depressed person. If my blog’s name changes to this, just know that I’m feeling sad tumblers.
You need a cause or great curiosity, really you just need a lot of c’s.
Perhaps you just need to have had the misfortune of seeing
all the terrible things that have been, can be, and are routine.
"And underneath the tyranny of august and her sons,
Who sent fire from their fingertips in the holy vow of a teenage kiss.
Now we’re much too old for this,
And I don’t feel those kinds of things.
So don’t you cry for me,
I used to feel everything.”
Youth is transferred much like happiness,
it’s contagious and a state of mind that’s hard to psyche yourself into.
I wish I was like Lamia and not just lame.
I’ve been focused on Pinpoints recently
some days are for drinking.
Sure some can be both, but I typically don’t post those.