Very Cool Blog! I Like The Way You Capture The World Around You. ^^

Very cool blog! I like the way you capture the world around you. ^^

Thank you so much! it means a lot. ^^ (On a side note I just realised you format your sentences in the exact same way as me haha)

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Yeah I don't even know what to think or feel at this point..

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I spent almost 6 months working on/off with this and it's uh something lol? (experimental ig) I was using an earlier text to speech model and inputting my lyrics I wrote into it and building a song around it which was the biggest and most time consuming headache ever tracking all the different vocal takes and complex intersecting beats. The next one I do is definitely going to be a lot more simple because I don't have the sanity to sit there for a ridiculous amount of hours just yet and this song feels pretty weird and niche too so yeah idefk. Lyrics: I've heard the bones you carry are an acquired taste How many do you have in your body I have two-hundred and six, (give or take) So please don't break them

Broken bones are such painful things, So let's break the sticks with stones Or maybe…

We can collect them Lock them in a box, Throw them off a cliff, Freeze them in the Antarctic

Anything that comes as cathartic If there's no sticks and stones There's nothing that will ever hurt you We can strip the walls of colour, If the brightness hurts your eyes

No more reds, no more blues, just a grayscale sky, In a muted world, where emotions gently lie The vibrancy of greens, they all turn to gray, Disfigure the world to our own array

I think I'm getting bored, on my own accord All this black and grey, has nothing to say Maybe we can paint our shadow so it can pretend it has purpose, Hah stupid shadow, imagine having purpose

Deflect these thoughts in the prism of my mind, to project a prison to my kind

Yeah well I'm one of a kind and I'm stumbling blind, Perfect time to throw your stones and beat, beat, beat me with your sticks… Except I'll just do it myself.

Break, Break teeth on the glass of a façade, I'll run and ruin my own parade Then bite down hard with broken shards Then gurgle blood and stutter

ugh, what is it you want me to say because I don't care or have anything to say

I think I'm getting bored, on my own accord Fuck all this black and grey, has nothing to say Let's paint my shadow purple

PURPLE, P, for Purpose, hooray, let's make my day Cause I think I'm getting bored on my own accord (imagine having purpose)

I'll bite down on my tongue hard, with broken shards. Swirl the blood around, like a centrifuge Break it down to the bare essentials Spit it out and ask you if I have potential

If it hurts your eyes we can peel all the paint away

Timeline of being woken up by some human breaking into your home to take candid pictures of you like some creep Impressed/10