Friday, March 26, 2010

Hey paul, hang on, I want to come along

I try to make everything I say the last thing, but they keep coming out of my mouth. verbal hurricane diarrhea. calm and not.

I want to wish you well. Because I do have such a big feeling for you and I've always wished you well. So there it is, let it be so. done.

You know how people have phantom limbs? Mine is you.

I hear that phantom limbs, as time goes on, get distorted.

They disappear strangely too. If you lose an arm maybe at first you have the sensation of your whole arm and hand and fingers intact. And then later on you might just have an arm up to the elbow and then later than that, all you have is phantom hand stuck to your shoulder. and then it goes away. And all you have is an amputation.

I can't wait until it goes away. It haunts you. That's why they call it phantom and not just imaginary.


also this song is pretty cool, I like this band, all their songs make me want to have summer jams with fun teenagers.

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