This is one of my favorite songs for some reason, I used literally fantasize about school blowing up, and even though I knew it was horrifying, and deranged, I couldn't help get this sick pleasure from it every time I listened to it, and that's when I knew I'd never have a normal life.
I figured, I'd be happy just turning into some kind of a drifter or something. I went to a an arts and craft fair when I was really young, and this native-american man had his own booth/tent that was filled with all this really cool art that he had made himself. He basically just traveled all over the country and selling his art.
I think at that point that was probably what I had decided on how I would spend most of my life, and just sort of coast it, or whatever. I could never care about all the stuff everyone wanted me to. I guess I've always just been a 'free-spirit'
I need to get back into touch with myself...
And possibly anally.