Dear Yannis

I might eventually muster posting this blog to your twitter but I just feel the isolation where I can only speak out loud in a cage like you are listening anyway. Not officially face to face. That's right, it is a different game and you don't fool me foal. ~wink~ So, it is like you want to draw a circle to my face. It isn't I that wants to damn myself to the title of a one-night-stand. If I were to hunt you or go wild on you, my mission is that it is to hunt your law law law rules rules rules. I could see myself hawking the laws to your actions and going into detail with one thing or another in mockery, disrespect, or heckling you like you don't get what you somewhat initially do. If we are to be a child about it, "Then why do you bother?!" I'm just not my damnation or law forcer is what I'm trying to say. I do think you have a very nice intensity in the "In Degrees" song. I heard a song on the radio today that reminded me of one common dogma I have with the song "Hard Time," by Seinabo Sey. I don't feel the intensity to the song with you with the "In Degrees" song in particular and don't intend to cause confusion. It's not that I don't find myself with no potential to those intense feelings. I wasn't going to assume much to happen with you, and with any man, it's not the best feeling to feel such an intense rejection with your own degree of having to have it YOUR WAY. You are a song of a minion. A man who wasn't the cause but has the most of a clue. I feel isolated but not alone.... I don't mean to jab your ego when I say you aren't the cause to the emotion. You are an attractive stranger who still has some mystery. I don't understand why you would just keep drawing a circle. If that's the picture you mean to make of yourself, I bounce ON YOU back with a making fun of you "law law law law."