I want to run headlong into a wall of resistance.
I am craving solid, substantial conversation and severely lacking in obtaining it. Something sincere [not necessarily in feeling //fuck feeling// but in knowledge].
Sleepwalk with me.
I want to go work for Adbusters. Cause I'm a geek like that.
I haven't made sense for weeks. I apologize. My life is in disarray; I can't even write. Auto-ignore.
'The last true fools...' - Kulas
