about a week ago i saw steve malkmus live and in concert there's probably only a couple people who understand how amazing and important that was to me the reason i bought a guitar the reason i pretend i can sing the person who made me understand you can be serious and sad and heartbreaking and beautiful at the exact same time you're being silly and and smart-ass and ridiculous and insane and so on then there was radiohead who were awesome and fantastic possibly the best live band i've seen you know and i kept looking the whole time for naomi and her cute pseudo-afro she was probably just a few feet away for some reason it would have been better if i knew that at the time, i think that we were sort of watching/listening/dancing(badly) together. whenever i see cops i assume they want to harm me and people i know in some way that is just doing their job, you know. and here's a stupid story i wrote when i was drunk last night(typos fixed): there was this little bird and it always sang the prettiest beautifulest fucking songs (it's best to always follow the word beautiful with the suffix est and the word fucking ) and it was melodies like from the best parts of a day in the life by the beatles the prettiest melodies except even prettier sometimes the bird would make them and then one day the bird was singing so pretty like that and this guy walks by and he goes what the fuck are you talking about ?!?!? and the bird keeps singing (little bird) and the guy he goes whaT I CAN'T UNDERSTAND A FUCKING THING YOU'RE SAYING YOU DON'T MAKE ANY SENSE and the bird stops singing and goes oh, says, oh sorry and then it never sang again
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