Blowing a shit on a city street outside a JWU dorm and then benignly driving up a big hill to buy a bean burrito at Baja’s I fucked up my brand new white vans stepping in a big puddle on New Year’s Eve
I wish we’d known one another at another time unfortunately now you’re just a memory I’ve recalled like a thousand rewritten rough drafts
Sometimes the people who fight for just causes are complete pieces of shit possibly because linearity has always been a pipedream for us collectively