Phosphorous 4
Member
- May 21, 2024
- 74
I really liked cowboy bebop,
I really liked playing the drums and the guitar,
I really liked being social, I used to be funny,
I really liked getting into fist fights as a teen and smoking cigarettes and doing dangerous shit with my friends,
I really liked that I got to live in America, that I was born in Brooklyn, in New York, that I was raised to stand up for myself,
I really liked that girls seemed to like me, even if I was always oblivious to it until after the fact,
I really liked the thought of enlisting and seeing the world and serving my country,
I really liked the beginning of my life, when my mind wasn't in such a bad spot,
I really liked getting high and playing videogames with strangers,
I really liked shrimp, and strawberries and chocolate, but never at the same time,
I really liked when my dad called me handsome and smart and told me that I could do anything,
I really liked when my mom said it too,
I really liked my first girlfriend, even though we were young and it was never going to work out,
I really liked Led Zeppelin, I thought it was the best band name,
I really liked Chet Baker and the way he sang songs I felt were written about me, the way he could make a trumpet sound so miserable and beautiful, like his voice,
I really liked cooking, even if I hated doing it for money,
I really liked when I wasn't homeless anymore, and food wasn't difficult to find, and I was safe,
I really liked going to martial arts class like it was a part time job, and how safe it kept me later on in life,
I really liked it when my dad ran over his pack of Marlboros on purpose to show my little brother and I he was quitting, even if it didn't last very long,
I really liked jumping off of my aunt and uncles old barn in new jersey, and playing war in the woods out back with my cousins,
I really liked the way I thought about myself in my youth, I thought I was fucking awesome, no one had better self esteem than me,
I really liked getting my first good job, I liked feeling like money was no longer an issue,
I really liked the first time I saw a woman naked, the first time I got to make love with someone, the first time I felt wanted in that way,
I really liked my life, I don't know what happened.
I wonder where I went.
I really liked playing the drums and the guitar,
I really liked being social, I used to be funny,
I really liked getting into fist fights as a teen and smoking cigarettes and doing dangerous shit with my friends,
I really liked that I got to live in America, that I was born in Brooklyn, in New York, that I was raised to stand up for myself,
I really liked that girls seemed to like me, even if I was always oblivious to it until after the fact,
I really liked the thought of enlisting and seeing the world and serving my country,
I really liked the beginning of my life, when my mind wasn't in such a bad spot,
I really liked getting high and playing videogames with strangers,
I really liked shrimp, and strawberries and chocolate, but never at the same time,
I really liked when my dad called me handsome and smart and told me that I could do anything,
I really liked when my mom said it too,
I really liked my first girlfriend, even though we were young and it was never going to work out,
I really liked Led Zeppelin, I thought it was the best band name,
I really liked Chet Baker and the way he sang songs I felt were written about me, the way he could make a trumpet sound so miserable and beautiful, like his voice,
I really liked cooking, even if I hated doing it for money,
I really liked when I wasn't homeless anymore, and food wasn't difficult to find, and I was safe,
I really liked going to martial arts class like it was a part time job, and how safe it kept me later on in life,
I really liked it when my dad ran over his pack of Marlboros on purpose to show my little brother and I he was quitting, even if it didn't last very long,
I really liked jumping off of my aunt and uncles old barn in new jersey, and playing war in the woods out back with my cousins,
I really liked the way I thought about myself in my youth, I thought I was fucking awesome, no one had better self esteem than me,
I really liked getting my first good job, I liked feeling like money was no longer an issue,
I really liked the first time I saw a woman naked, the first time I got to make love with someone, the first time I felt wanted in that way,
I really liked my life, I don't know what happened.
I wonder where I went.
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