>>3293441lol everyone hates their own writing. here's the opener for one of mine im working on
I wish I could put a guitar solo into words. Music is a language of emotions, not logic, not rationality, not concrete things you can put your hands on. There is a certain succinctness to the right melody or the right instrumental that, for a moment, makes me feel like everything in the world is aligned. I know it’s not, but shut up, let me have my hippie bullshit for a moment. I’m kind of coming off an eighth of shrooms right now and everything has that special, lyrical quality to it. I’m hoping this is coming out ok.
There isn’t really a nice or easy way to tell you my story. In a way, I guess I’m still writing it. Hah. But maybe I can give you an understanding of my life that isn’t so melodramatic. My life is raw. It’s ambiguous and decidedly not easy to navigate. I know it could be worse, and in many (ok most) respects you could say I’m lucky. I try to make light of my own brand of dark, situational comedy. But know this, stranger: I am not a good person. And it’s not that I’m evil, I just don’t like to pretend.
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Yeah Gourley, I lifted that line. Deal with it.
>still love you boo XX---
I still sort of hate the phrasing of the first paragraph, but I literally wrote this coming down from an eighth of shrooms, so it feels wrong to go back and edit it while sober
