Test post, disregard
How have I remained quiet for so long? I’ve let the expectations of others keep me quiet, let societal norms sedate and restrain me. I’ve let it drain me until I felt totally paralyzed. These last couple nights I felt restless. My feet wanted to meet the sidewalk in a strange place so I could think, but instead I slept restless and stirring. I don’t want to disappoint myself anymore with my spirit atrophied from apathy and disuse. I want to change, but instead I hear voices telling me only to grow up, to let it go, cut off circulation to my wonder and amazement and let them die and fall off. Still to this day I’m told that I can’t enjoy the things I do because of jobs, hiring managers and politicians and police will not take me seriously. I’m twenty two fast approaching disenchantment and I just want to be nineteen and on Ferris wheels and on top of buildings and to play guitar on the goddamned streets again because Fuck you America this is America, where I can be anything if I give up everything.
kenneth i forgot where i put the key
ECCC should be starting up today! If you’re already there, then you KNOW whats up. If you are not, then you might be late, sorry. See you at artist alley tables F12-F16! And as always, the Topatoco store is open wide for all the shirts and books.
Fucking Fuck
insert-clever-fandom-joke-here:
Song of the day: Aha! by Imogen Heap
So happy clappy, high on life,
You should try it, you know
Fucking god damnit Imogen Heap is so goddamned good I mean seriously who writes a song in Hungarian Minor anyway I mean hot fuck
