yes, i'm quoting myself.
but if there is one lyric that can sum up how i feel right now, this is it.
somewhere in the Mothership, the walls are still reverberating with the latest blowup between my brother Mark and I. and all the words and emotions and accusations and justifications and realizations we could stand to throw at each other will likely hang in the air for the next little while. but much like the dust, they will eventually settle and go unnoticed. until stirred again.
because these are arguments without a beginning and without end.
arguments that flare up but never extinguish.
a stain you can't wash out
that never clean up right
there all the time.
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