Thirty
six
thousand
words
And
each
one of
them
shite
But now
I’ve
passed
one
thousand
followers
I
must
be doing
something
right
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Thirty
six
thousand
words
And
each
one of
them
shite
But now
I’ve
passed
one
thousand
followers
I
must
be doing
something
right
I’m
sorry
I haven’t
been
around
As
much
as I’d
like
to be
But
lately
my life
has run
aground
And
your
words
won’t
go in,
You see
A
new
year
begins
Bringing
with it a
new look
I hope
that you
like it
Considering
how fucking
long it took