there is something about the change of season that leaves you longing for something more. maybe you didn't experience all that you requested the summer bring or maybe you want more for this coming winter. maybe you just don't know. whatever it is there is still that sensation that leaves you breathless for the sorrow. the sweet and cold frost that awaits your step in the morning. there is something waiting for you in a dark corner. you are waiting to cross and avoid that corner hoping it will leap into your path. and then it does. its there and there is no avoiding it. encounters in an f flat (e). breakups and breakdowns- i can look forward to daniel's voice pulling me through. he helps me plod my way through all the bullshit and back onto a somewhat balanced ground. daniel johnston is the voice of my generation. if you didn't know it is surely time you found out. he is the supergroup. he is the ghost. heisholy.
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dunk the drunk
