We don’t want to be plain old us any more.
Monthly Archives: December 2021
It must be nice sometimes to have no feelings
Destroy the past, make the future
The urge to destroy is a creative urge
You look famous, let’s be friends
I tend to distract myself with work and gigs; now it’s work and studying. I’d like to find out what I distract myself from
I’m half the man I used to be
Everything is barely weeks. Everything is days. We have minutes to live
You just keep nodding at me – looking vacant
No input, no output
My life is a hashtag 