Subject: stupidity spectrum

Mood: sleepy
Music: Radiohead's "There There"

With ease, you can wrap yourself in delusions. Then you get busted.

I don't know why I believe really stupid, far-fetched things. I daydream a great deal and, telling myself it's 'just for fun', I draw it too far and thin. Eventually, that train of thought weakens like stretched dough. It snags, and pieces in the middle break off in strips. Light ridicule could make it crumble by that point.

Concocting stories, I slip into believing the lie. And, when it breaks, I cry.

If I told you specifically what I was talking about - details about my daydreams and fantasies - I would risk too much of myself. Not a whole lot of material clings to my identity, not much that's real anyway. I can afford to lose face... haha who am I kidding? More importantly, I need to protect my psyche from somebody stating the obvious.

Even imaginary crushes can be detrimental.

- deej

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Radiohead's "There There"

In pitch dark
I go walking in your landscape
Broken branches
Trip me as I speak

Just cos you feel it
Doesn't mean it's there
Just cos you feel it
Doesn't mean it's there

There's always a siren
Singing you to shipwreck
(Don't reach out, don't reach out
Don't reach out, don't reach out)
Stay away from these rocks
We'd be a walking disaster
(Don't reach out, don't reach out
Don't reach out, don't reach out)

Just cos you feel it
Doesn't mean it's there
(Someone on your shoulder
Someone on your shoulder)
Just cos you feel it
Doesn't mean it's there
(Someone on your shoulder
Someone on your shoulder)
There there!

Why so green and lonely?
Lonely, lonely -

Heaven sent you to me
To me, to me -

We are accidents waiting
Waiting to happen

We are accidents waiting
Waiting to happen


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