god..i really wanted to be somebody, maybe if i had believed in god..i would have been somebody.

i walked over the spot over and over where he died i was in an updraft i was lost in place.

it occurs to me we been making worthless shit that won't last the journey a long time and we got nothing to show for it but war.

nothing happened, i just inherited some harebrained grandiosity gene.

shallow of breath..is the oxygen disappearing? what if we drown in air like hooked fishes?

by the way, do you wanna play with me?