It’s okay to write shitty songs.
It’s okay to write shitty songs it’s okay to write shitty songs it’s okay to write shitty songs it’s okay to write shitty songs because sometimes a song can be a conversation that you couldn’t have with a real person and even if it’s shitty in song form it’s okay because you’re doing something and it’s pretty possible that doing something is better than not doing something, particularly because life is so fucking short and maybe it would be nice to keep some kind of record of thoughts and/or feelings and maybe caffeine is okay sometimes but maybe it would be even better if this kind of energy could be achieved without caffeine and I love everyone but everyone makes me so sad, mostly because none of them are here and even more frighteningly they will be gone forever one day soon and I just want to write people songs and letters, but my wrists are fucked up from the job I need to quit, so it hurts to write and play guitar, and I miss the love of my life and I don’t know what I’ll do if he dies first and I just can’t believe that we all have to die and to tell you the truth I’m considerably in denial and despite my overwhelming skepticism/pessimism, I’m still such a typical human in that I am so attached to everything that I’m going to lose even though I’m going to lose it and even though it’s all just accidental and even though none of it matters and even though we’re all going to cease to exist, but our atoms probably won’t, which is pretty cool, and it’s so cool that we got to exist and experience things anyway, ‘cause what the fuck, we’re on this weird spherical thing where vegetation grows and we eat it and use resources to build things and destroy things and even though we’re ruining everything, it’s pretty impressive that we could even get to the point of ruining everything and I just want to hug everything and never let go and I don’t know why I don’t want to let go and maybe one day I’ll get so tired that I’ll want to let go and maybe that’s something to hope for, but it probably doesn’t matter at all whether or not I want to let go, ‘cause it’s not up to me anyway.
