i have thought now for awhile and i confess that i ve turned it into a mess from my window what is this two billion objects thinking what they should do people are dots from my castle and i think someone tells me it s useless thinking but that doesn t do much for me so many details there are i want to see everyone i want to know everything yeah i could use superglue to all my thoughts and he s losing weight for his other shirt a boxer is sad cause of ache in his head and someone in space is taking pictures of us on the flipside this is awful i see my notes turning into clichs and i hate it when i m deep it wears me out and my feelings are flat i just can t figure it out