i wrote this 8 years ago.
moo i am a cow and i like to nuzzle. i’ve worked out my life as a cow, really, i have. i’m going to be named alibuabua and wear ribbons in my hair (ears? spots? PINK SPOTS!) i’m going to sit around eating grass all day and nuzzling people with my noze. and i’ll be an excellent cow cause i’ve already had experience with eating grass as a human. it’s tasty. in the bitter healthy way. i’ll be a fit cow. supercow. JESUSCOW! and you’ll want to be nuzzled by me because i’ll have a clean nose. most cows have slimy noses, right? well i’ll be the clean nozed one with the pretty udders. with ribbons (not on my udders, though). and i’m really tired and i think i’ll just flop on to bed. cows don’t flop though, do they? well, they moo.
moo.
Childish Gambino - “Bonfire” Art by Ibra Ake
so sick.
i need to make a mix that’s just iterations of this song.
awwwww yeah
| DP: | if we were song titles |
| DP: | id be "steady as she goes" |
| DP: | you'd be "wild thing" |
Odysseus was lost
when he was in love.
Here I am
not making the same promise-
I’m not lost in anything.
What is it that takes me
to the one I love?
Like the Fates,
I’ll cut these lines
as I see fit.
Untethered,
I’ll drift until
a flock of birds crosses my bow
and I’m home.
-Adam Wilson
progress does not take into account the ennui it habituates. (again)

