#xsavior

She breathes deep. (Where are you? What do you see? What an easy fucking question for a person grounded in reality. Where are you. What do you see. Doctor Bloom, it coils around her ear like smoke, serpentine. It’s a hiss, a murmur, do as she says. It’s the best route of--)

Shut up, she almost says. She doesn’t want to hear him, especially not know. Not while she feels so dizzy she’s going to be sick.

“It’s nine in the morning--” it’s 10 at night, Alana, “--it’s-- I’m in Brooklyn. Where I live. At my house.”

What does she see?

Forgive her, she’s-- having a little trouble-- being present.

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wrote the lyrics without a guitar part or rhythm in mind. Picked up guitar next morning and recorded this. Needs more. ----------------------------------------- in time ill read this/ it will remind me of when i wasn't sure of any thing, i wish id figured out the timing to invite- ing, just lying, a bribe to loosen up the hold im in its alright to forgvie when theres a fight to win alright, alright i shold have known from the beginning

both stating opinions prolong furlough

first it was the popcorn falling down my shirt and now me being a stalker

MUNDAY IS BACK! 

Muns top 5 movies...

Lion King

Peter Pan

Nowhere Boy

( anything with melissa mccarthy )