Today I was over at Lukas’ house, and we spent the whole day jamming.
I laid around and strummed guitar, and he switched between bass and piano playing along with me. It was good, but after a few hours I started zoning out, mulling over things that I’d thrown at the back of my mind. Lukas kept talking to me about so-and-so band, but to be honest I wasn’t really paying much attention.
Sometimes I think the world is kind of lonely.
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No, that’s not a picture of asphalt. It’s a picture of MILLIONS of tiny dead fish thanks to BP. Get. Angry.
That looks like fucking asphalt. Omg.
