i don’t panic over lonely

july 9: broadway and bleeker
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i panic over the thought of being lonely. i embrace lonely. look at how many songs i’ve gotten out of it.

i like being alone. in fact, most of the things i like to do are things you do alone. pictures, listen to/play music, read, cook…

i mean, i like to run around. stay out late. cause trouble. but lately i have not one smidgen of small talk in me. i just don’t give a fucking shit. that makes me feel lonely.

july 10 9th st and 1st ave
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i always go in these cycles that are similar to breathing. there are times when i need to create and go out and do and say. then there are other times when i take everything in and watch and listen and process.

the breathing in is a lonely lonely time.

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but in a way it’s the most exciting becuase anything could happen.
i love/hate that.

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july 7 13th st and 5th ave.
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a mix tape (CD. whateverthefuck.) is a funny thing. it’s a meditation on the person you make it for.

show me show me show me….on the mouth……starpower….. la la la.

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its how to say i love you when you can’t say i love you how you want to.

a lovely breath that reaches out and out and out. hoping.

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even when there’s no need.