7.28.2011

///EASY///

I want to be off these crutches. At a beach far away. Dancing. Alone. Like a lunatic. But happy.
Blasting this song on repeat, as I've been doing the entire day. In my concrete loft.
In front of the computer. Sitting. Alone. Like a drone. Almost happy.


yeah i could find someone who'd never make me blue
cos nobody could ever tear me up like you
it's easy
hard as it looks

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