Något så jävulskt bra!!

Smoke - Moddi

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Fy fan i helvete alltså, så jävla dåligt mitt jobb under hösten har fått mig att må.

Helt sjukt!

Men nu är det slut på det tack och lov.

Tack, tack, tack och lov!

Dags att sakta och försiktigt glida upp, komma tillbaka på banan igen.

-Så ja!

En sång från hösten.

Med dessa trummor som simulerad puls har jag vandrat..

Jag avundas den totala likgiltigheten, det är något jag verkligen har saknat den senaste tiden..

Bloodbuzz Ohio - The National

Three Sisters.

"Three sisters

Came to me last night,

Last night.

They said, "There's a boat

On the shore,

A gas lantern and one oar

For your trip.

Go home,

And tell your mother don't

Don't weep for me.

Leave everything you have there

For beasts of the field and birds of the air

To trample and steal."

"Three sisters,

Tell me what you're called,

You're named by men."

"Want of love,"

Said the first,

"The most noble aim on Earth,

And I am known by all."

"Want of wealth,"

Said the next,

"So your work's not meaningless,

And I am loved by most."

"Want of none,"

Said the third,

As her sisters' faces turned,

And they seemed to forget me.

"With one of us,

You must sail.

It's always been and always will,

Though no one's ever told you."

"My mother lived alone,

So I have no need of love,

And I have no wish to conquer man.

I see no need for needy friends."

The sisters laughed.

"There's truly nothing that you need.

You won't miss us when we leave,"

And I had cast them out.

To the boat I was led.

As we approached, I turned and said,

"I need some oil."

I said, "To light the lamp,

I need some oil.

To steer the boat I need two oars."

The sisters said, "Money can buy you oil

And a friend can man an oar."

//J. Tillman

om en vill lyssna..

Three Sisters - J. Tillman