Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)



I’ll follow through again this time.
I’ll swallow swords, spit out my pride.
I’ll be just fine.
You fill my head with endless lies.
You’re killing me, I’m killing time.
I’ll be just fine.
— Silverstein, Worlds Apart

13:23 <scoopr> hrm, I should probably stop ircing.. racks and clients and servers fooling around on top of each other hrr

Pleasure from the bass
A place to call your own
The one and only son
Someone to call my own
The people that you find
Wherever you may be
Filling up my soul
My curiosity
— Tiga, Pleasure From The Bass