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the truth is i'm having a little trouble deciding between the prize and money and it's not like its any easier with all these people hanging on my next word in a look not made like this mood i saw it clearly but i didn't know it was you once famous for leaving, my small brained body fell into the greatness of a bad joke still meaning, in ruthless relevance what i had meant to suddenly start knowing they themselves don't have an excuse for what they're doing just to barely fill their own shoes so if you notice that i look like shit for a week don't even worry this is just how i wear my clothes when i'm not intrigued by first impressions or swayed by cold rejections my brain makes castles from sand but i just do all i can From Letras Mania