a cynic at heart, ill always miss the bigger picture.
i never want to wake up.
cake breath and grass stains.
"What do we do? What do I do?"
"What should we do?"
"I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do."
"What should we do?"
"Crap. Crap. I don't know! I just said that I don't know what to do."
"I'm sorry. What should we do?"
"I don't know."
i thought my days would never be dull and i could learn to see the bigger picture, instead of over analyzing and focusing on details. maybe i could stop thinking