Michael - 23 - New York

I pretend I'm a writer when I'm not pretending I'm a rockstar. Both of these things may or may not take place in front of the bathroom mirror.

You probably have no idea what my posts are about, and that's the way I like it. True art fails to yield to analysis.

Self-indulgent biography, attempt at humor, pseudo-intellectual Nietzsche quote, etc. etc. etc.

6th July 2010

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In Reference to Regret

She thinks pretty words will bring me back to paradise.

They all think I belong trapped in that roach motel.

I think we’ve got a winner in the race for my attention.

My apologies to the tropics. I just found a reason to kiss the sunshine good-bye. Your signal faded. End transaction.