and no one will probably ever read it here I just submitted stridulum by zola jesus It's obviously about the apocalypse, and how the meek will inherit the earth I don't even know if i could last I kind of wonder if people will cause it all I don't really doubt that something will happen in the next few years some cataclysmic catastrophe i'll probably be too high to notice and just get wiped in the first onslaught of whatever will happen roommate is livid, always, about what...idk just wait a couple more years and you will have it all and the room does fall... they never fail they've never had it all so don't you worry about a thing i worry about every little thing i create things that do not exist so i can worry the ex contacted me the other day i don't even know how to really speak with her anymore i don't think i should date another girl until i date a boy it weighs heavily on my soul that i've never had a relationship with one just played i'm sick of playing there is a fire that burns on my tongue so what could i ever do? i see the calm that you feel in your life i wanna feel it too i wanna feel it too i'll be fine here i'll be fine here you gotta help me out you gotta make it happen for me how do we survive? that's a really thoughtful question. it amazes me everyday that humanity has made it this far only to bend our proverbial selves over and go deep and dry til we die