you're not a friend of mine

i am just a passerby...

what if these moments between us mean more than we could dream?
would i have grace for you and you for me?


i am draining myself with history
i try to think of it all in a funny way. you know, adams and jefferson
they had tea, then didn't talk for 12 years after their whole political party disagreements. then one day jefferson's daughter dies and adams' wife is like AWW THAT SUCKS. so she writes a letter, and jefferson's like, oh hey they still care! lets be best friends again!

then adams is like, oh no you are mistaken. rejecteddddd. sorry.
and he tries to write an autobiography but it ends up just a book that disses all the dumb political people and issues in his life cause apparently he was like, an emotional mess.

then adams finally gets man enough and he's like wellll okay, i'll write my half best friend half hated party opponent. and then its all fine and dandy and they have like 158 correspondences and both coincidentally die the day of american independence.




THIS IS MY LIFE THE PAST 3 NIGHTS



don't you kind of want to get me away from that? haha. i sure do...