You’re so vain, I bet you think this post is about you…

Sometimes… the things you say and who you are are so far apart that I think I have to create a wormhole in the space/time continuum to be able to be friends with both of your faces at once.

And then I have to worry about stupid stuff, like – what if come back and I’m, like, twelve… and I realize that all of my friends and family passed on centuries ago, and now I have to start all over – building new musicians and friends… and just where do you think I’m supposed to live when I don’t know a single soul out here? I’m just a kid! I don’t even have a job anymore!


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