“mmmmhm,hmmmmm,hmmm,hmmmmm” Enya-boadicea-1987
You might also be wrong. If a person digs “the quiet”, then that’s what they dig .The same as a person preferring a vagina or a penis, we’re allowed to enjoy the quiet.
Cryptic right? wrong.. it’s basic shit.
You can’t make fun of people for a handful of reasons, let’s go over them.
Ethnicity. sexual orientation,gender identity,mental or physical handicap,political affiliation…probably many more.
If I had a goal.. it would be to be somewhere quiet. If I dream about owning a little land and a little life, that’s freedom.There’s enough in my head to stay busy, I know it’s hard to understand. But to me, it’s worth working towards, it’s worth putting the effort in.. just to be as far away from all of you mother-fuckers as I can.
Nuts, right?
Or cool as fuck, and the punchline of eternity is… it’s my choice. Sad? lonely? Wrong.. It’s peaceful in my mind,and it’s earned. A little garden, a few cats, a lot of books… why the fuck can’t I want that? Why am I a weirdo if that sounds like the best life on this planet?
Shiiiitttt.
Sounds nice to me, campfires, birds chirping, stars in the night sky. Content.
But that’s not OK, right? I’m supposed to be out there, caring about the same dumb shit as the rest of you clowns?
I don’t think so. And I can say it with love,but the sentiment remains, “we are allowed to want what we want”. Do no harm, and follow your fucking dreams boo-boo.
dawn 