Whoa, whoa, just traveled back in time, and some realized, even thickest veils send. FB gauge my emo state, and full-knowing 6 months ago so different, know now: singing to Nina Simone Feeling Good on repeat while driving streets. But, being happy (w/e the fuck that is, scratch that: self-satisfied) seems unrelatable and delusional in the face of, that face. The futures path, come mid next, a month, where a social class divide a fortune told, a wealth of information--and, I guess I should have been trying to hold onto rich friends a little more carefully, huh? If I wanted an access of life.
~wire and tubes, under waters so blue~
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