FUTURE DAYS.

the shipp sunkk and i swimm swimm //nevermind the sharks, i swimm to shore. teh whirlpool sucked all my friends in. they werent friends anyway. NOTHING tooooo special that cant be replaced . and such. the focus has shifted. kill the actor, kill the mind. just a figment . little fish in the tank. i must wear all the keys around my neck. @ all times. maybe i was opening the wrong doooors??????????????? why else are they all lost . maybe i am. i love new things now. old things are only getting older