Sunday, August 21, 2011

Maybe

''Just let go!''

Whirls and all that.
''I don't smoke.''

A nice day all in all, what to add. Painting's still not dried, cannot go on with it. Going through.

''And why do you . . ?''
- ''Just because.''

And what the fuck do you know? I know nothing besides that I know little. And I'm not Stanley.

All my thoughtbarfs pretty much end up in notebooks, whoever's interested can maybe get a chance to read.

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