I have been watching Lord of the Rings since 6:30am. I don’t know what year it is. I have forgotten the taste of bread, the sound of trees, the softness of the wind. I’ve even forgotten my own name
"Your hairs so pretty, what do you do!?" "Ahh, wash it…?"
I’m so tired of weaving my way in and out of bands.
Wasn’t playing music supposed to be fun?