Those would have been my last words.
Devil on my shoulder-Billy Talent
I’m not gonna lie,
It’s been rough, y’all.
I think I needed this dally in self destruction.
It’s the things you love which will always do you in.
In the back of my mind I’ve been planning the eulogy I’m gonna pen for Wolverine.
It’s one of the most painful pieces I’ll ever write.
I don’t like the stranger in the mirror much.
The worry lines carved with razor precision across the brow.
The wild hairs whose growth continues on unchallenged.
A smile struggling weakly against the strain.
The acne which has made a valiant return from senior year.
Those enormous black bags; results from the wrong end of a bout with sleep deprivation.
But whatever I do
I refuse to look in the eyes.
Donald Glover is the artist I’d most like to collaborate with.
I had to double check this morning to make sure I didn’t dream reading about it last night.
Fuck yes. Can’t wait.