this is high art

traditional art

with an aura

it's like going to visit jesus

it's like going to the louvre

not because it's good

it's not

it's because it's for you

personally

the one who's reading it

it's good to hear you're happy and going to school

see?

no, i don't think so, the paint is rusting brown already, and the leaves are crumbling under my feet

see?

something asian and loud and clear and i wanna drive around with you with the windows rolled down

see?

i miss you like hell, but i'm sleeping so well and you don't really seem to care anyway

see?

it's really not that bad, so much, i swear, i miss your music

see?

toi et moi, on sait l'autre

see?

peace is the only thing really worth praying for

see?

you are my brother, thee greatest

see?

also, it's funny as hell

but you probably don't get the joke

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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