It seems like I’ll be finding my answer very soon.

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It seems like I’ll be finding my answer very soon.
what is there to gain from being petty.
when there is everything to gain from being reasonable.
to lash out of fear is just as obvious, so i’ve made my decision.
CAREFUL GREYSPRITE, THEY MIGHT MENACINGLY TWIRL RIBBONS AT YOU.
wait, epiphany
for me to reuse some rhymes (yeah okay i suck at rhyming why am i a songwriter oh wait i'm a prose writer usually, that's why) makes sense
namely, semi-unrelated analogies like tin and twine are actually kind of foreshadowing
okay, uh, when i rewrite the introduction of miranda clay, "throw random nouns into the song for no reason" parallels (seriously, have you ever -- if you read my songs, have you looked at how random the lists are? 'green tea, paint, parsley, and wood'...) with later songs would be sort-of foreshadowing!
...yeah, half of this album is basically "if this band was not mine and i was instead listening to it, would this make me come up with crack theories?" and if the answer is yes it stays in. i have learned well, obviously.
(i mean, on the names i said something to the effect of 'if you can just google it or dictionary and get the joke then that's no fun. i want to confuse the hipsters! ...i'm probably going to forget my own intentions, aren't i.' but i wrote them down, instead!)
as long as this post is proof i've stayed up too late the week before school starts, again, here have the main characters of the rock opera for waiting:
miranda clay, who is bluntly unable to people but is also Very Bright and so this gets taken as some manner of genius despite her basically being clueless and liking books; she dies in a car crash, leaving behind her girlfriend
cassandra millon, who then proceeds to flip the fuck out and have hallucinations (lovers' song (cassandra millon hears dead people), {the dead girlfriend song}); she endeavours to bring miranda back from the dead
suzanne kety, our one sane narrator who serves merely as a counterpoint to everyone else (really she's kind of the anti-cassandra) and also is not very nice
jeffrey rosenhan, who believes people around him are being replaced with robots, basically
ash rosenhan, who -- years in the future, but not many! -- blames herself for miranda's death due to a very complicated series of events that weren't her fault by any reasonable means, and convinces herself that miranda is... um... mind-controlling everybody in the world and out for revenge, effectively. ash is the one-woman reason why (do you know) she wants revenge? is so trippy, and happens to be my favourite to play.
you can tell i wrote[/am writing] this rock opera because the bulk of the characters are ladies
can you guess why
can you
i bet you can
it has a little bit to do with the fact that having characters i can play is an upside