poetry

R.I.P. Johnny, 2004-2014

Now that I don’t care about you anymore, I have very little to write about. I feel like an alien in an alien world. Lost and alone but not in a sea of sorrows. It’s all so fresh. So presh. Just right.

It’s time for a rebrand. A shake it off. A one-two-three ta-da.

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