/lit/ - Literature

I wrote a whole thing before and this is what is left. I strive to everything and nothing. I strive to be a pot in a plant. An old friend tells me - I'm worried about my brother. An old lover's mother dies. I met the love of my life tonight. We are friends of friends, I think we would make a perfect couple. She's going to marry the man of her dreams. I think the way she looks at me and the way she goes quiet means she thinks the same. Oh it's fun to imagine. Korean barbecue and a kid on welfare. Single points colliding - the Higgs Boson colliding meant nothing. As a young child everything is meaningful, your young mother brown coat and stockings umbrella dialling the number to get buzzed in. Memories and coincidences and small worlds colliding mean nothing. Single points colliding into nothing. Young mother, hotter than any chick you'll ever get. Now aging - what happened? Did you let her down? Oh, My Checkov. Love me. When I was 17 my friends mum asked me "do you want to go to America?" I told her "not until I'm 21." shocked, she said, there's more to life than drinking. I wish I had listened. I want to die I want to die I want to die.

I wrote a whole thing before and this is what is left. I strive to everything and nothing. I strive to be a pot in a plant. An old friend tells me - I'm worried about my brother. An old lover's mother dies. I met the love of my life tonight. We are friends of friends, I think we would make a perfect couple. She's going to marry the man of her dreams. I think the way she looks at me and the way she goes quiet means she thinks the same. Oh it's fun to imagine. Korean barbecue and a kid on welfare. Single points colliding - the Higgs Boson colliding meant nothing. As a young child everything is meaningful, your young mother brown coat and stockings umbrella dialling the number to get buzzed in. Young mother, hotter than any chick you'll ever get. Now aging - what happened? Did you let her down? Oh, My Checkov. Love me. When I was 17 my friends mum asked me "do you want to go to America?" I told her "not until I'm 21." shocked, she said, there's more to life than drinking. I wish I had listened. I want to die I want to die I want to die.

I wrote a whole thing before and this is what is left. I strive to everything and nothing. I strige to be a pot in a plant. An old friend tells me - I'm worried about my brother. An old lover's mother dies. I met the love of my life tonight. We are friends of friends, I think we would make a perfect couple. She's going to marry the man of her dreams. I think the way she lookw at me and the way she goes quiet means she thinks the same. I don't think that all, it's literally all in my head and I know that for fact. But it's fun to imagine. Oh, My Checkov. Love me. When I was 17 my friends mum asked me "do you want to go to America?" I told her "not until I'm 21." shocked, she said, there's more to life than drinking. I wish I had listened. I want to die I want to die I want to die.