I Said.

you can't even walk straight, and people don't even acknowledge your presence.
coincidence?
i can't even spell that word.
you know, for Sufjan Stevens to be such an adventurous song-writer, he hasn't shit out music for over three years.
but, to die would be a great adventure, even though Michael Jackson just died, last week, over a week ago.
i'm so over a week ago, i'm over and under, but never ready for what i need to be ready for.
peanut butter and jelly sandwiches don't stand a chance, because the ground is made of snakes...
not molten lava.
besides, two plus two is over seventeen, and why do you always say "i love you" when you get off the phone with someone.
there's gonna be bloodshed, not the same as a watershed though.
because if you think about it, we're all bloodsheds, waiting for someone to crack our stupid heads open.
besides, i can't even spell that word, but when i learn, 2012 is going to be when the dogs and cats start to talk, the dead begin to walk and a bit of life will finally be introduced to this lost planet, with no Michael Jackson...
Maybe Sufjan Stevens can make a song about that, after all, we'll all be dead last weekend and who said the dead can't dance.