"I figured something out. I know everyone says that. Fuck 'em. Anyway, it's not the extreme's that'll drive me mad. It's the neutrality. For a long time I've been living under a proverbial rock, not to say I've been holed up in some rundown apartment without even a t.v. to keep me company or some nonsense- nah, it's been these crazy ideals of mine. Standards no girl, game, or government could reach. You could call me alone, but everyone's alone in their mind when that song by The Strokes isn't stuck in your head anymore and the old well-o-escapism runs dry. That's nothin' special. It ain't the loneliness getting to me, either, before you tell me to go outside and pick up a street girl for a Franklin...nah, it's the monotony. No adventure, no survival of the fittest, no thin layer of poison over the edge of my wine glass I'm clinkin' against the female lead's...so you just think about the same crap again and again. They say you sleep to reset your brain. It works. Then you think again. Silly mechanism. Anyway, eventually you're grindin' the wheel against the pavement and a whole world opens up to you the second your life flashes before your eyes. Shit sucks ALL around you, but now you have WINGS not a soul else has that let you pierce the goddam heavens and get free of it all. That's insanity. They'll call you anything because you're flying when they're not, but you're living life. Society came up with a billion ways to keep you grounded, safe, and sedated...and you just said "Not even a little!". It's not so wrong I don't think, but I never think straight these days." Current Mood:  amused
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