goodlittlenothing
super bowl sunday and we're burning down. dad was gone downstairs in place of calling 911. i needed him to call 911. i tried to call 911. he stopped me from calling 911. 911. dad. let's go. get jake out. he's going to get hurt. call bumpa. put out the fire. here's some water dad. dump it out. dump it out. stop dad. listen to me. please.
you were studious in your sadness, a true believer in the cynicism of what you knew. knowledge is power? no, knowledge is scraping the bottom of the barrel for a little bit of hope in all the knowing - knowing society's wrongdoings and society's back-door dealings. what's it do to you to be so educated? It could kill your mind to know so much.
I knew it was pre-meditated but it remained unknown. Moods change and stay the same, all at once. Where would I have been able to find your truth? It was in the mood. Your mood was all I needed in order to know.