half a year and here you are again I'd go out in public if nobody ever asked I sit home and drink alone and hope that bottle speaks, like you, like us, like me half a year again, now it's a whole February stationary from you on the wall and I sit home and plead the throne to speak to speak to me to me, to me, hasn't said a single thing you're probably too busy with your work or am I just excusing you for leaving me alone? there's nothing in these wooden drawers to bring you back, or to keep me bored I don't know what to do with me no more
this blog is for friends and strangers, anyone looking for some brilliant music, but mostly for myself. my goal here is not to have the most views, it's simply so I stop annoying my friends with links of songs they will never care to listen to or are just too busy to go along with my music obsession. follow, don't, I'm not worried.