right before I sleep,
I experience all the confusion
and doubts in the world...
I bet she was wearing a dress.
What was that noise?
Cable television.
I really fucked up that gig in 2006.
Am I horny?
I'll never understand why people jog in the street.
This place is haunted.
I hope I never get cancer.
Don't text her.
...thoughts are the worst.