Mr. Cellophane

In a location adjacent to a place in a city of some significance, what comes out of my head is plastered on the walls of this blog.

Thursday, June 19, 2014

This is not a manifesto. I swear.

Have you ever wanted to cry so much, but the tears just wouldn't come out?

Have you ever wanted to make friends, but you have a job that has conditioned you to hate people?

Have you ever wanted to travel the world and be free, but you're weighed down by debts that have you living paycheck to paycheck?

Have you ever wanted to kill yourself, but you were such a pussy about pain that you can never bring yourself to go through with it?

Have you ever wanted to inflict punishment on someone, but didn't because - despite their incredible ignorance - you'd be considered the bad guy?

Have you ever wanted so desperately to change your life, only to back away once you think of the fallout such changes would cause?

Have you ever had so much to say, but kept your mouth shut since you know that no one would listen anyway?

No? Yeah, me neither.


Blogger FreeTheBirds said...

Are you SBD from filmscore monthly? I wanted to ask you about the film score you recommended in my post on the FSM board. Could you email me directly at

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