the carbon looks as good as new.
a change of tape was all i had to do.
should have done it ages ago.
like a boy who should have worn out of his past year clothes.
now this change - you look new.
the end of the world is only coming if you want it to.
the stars won't collide as long as you hold them in place.
they'll still shine as bright.
i need to make it real. as real as possible.
i will be the last one to know and the first to go.
good.
bye.