January 28, 2011

break my fall.

I like being alone.  I like laying in the grass at night while the sun sets.  I like my instruments.

Sometimes I wish for something so far away...
You know...

like a beach!

who'll listen to me play music.
who admires me.
who'll play songs for me.
who'll make me smile and laugh.

Yes,  I am conceited...

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