I was pretty close on hitting rock bottom the other day. I guess it kills me to have to return bottles to afford food. Loneliness kills me too. But I didn't hit it. In fact I'm heading upwards again. I aim on floating around on the surface pretty soon.
It feel like I've been on the road with Porcelain forever, even though it was only two gigs last weekend. It was good though. I was low, but their spirit always gets me back up again. It's all about Benny, the missing wallet and spooning until knees break.
JISSES! I really do love my hippies.
//Sasquatch-lover.
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