Colors like I’ve never seen deep inside Athabasca Falls canyon. @travelalberta
(at Athabasca Falls, Jasper)
naeroyfjord - norway
Northern Isles Pod
I write a lot. It’s mostly lies. I fall in love to pass the time. I never fit. I never tried. I need the struggle to feel alive. All I want are records on my stereo. I’m better off, baby, when I’m all alone. That’s a lie. Dirty cigarettes and a dirty soul. Tell me I’m enough. I’m dying to know what it’s like. The sound is fucked, but I don’t mind. It’s wrong enough to feel alright. I think a lot. Like, all the time. I get in trouble when things get quiet. All I want are records on my stereo. I’m better off, baby, when I’m all alone. That’s a lie. Dirty cigarettes and a dirty soul. Tell me I’m enough. I’m dying to know what it’s like.
Beach Slang - Dirty Cigarettes
"He fears the lone wolf as he is a family man, his phobia is that of being alone. But he admires the lone wolf, the wolf’s freedom, and he feels an urge like a pull to be like the wolf when he sees it. He respects the lone wolf and says, "wish him luck", as he knows loneliness is not something to wish for, but he also feels the romantic sense of freedom within loneliness, but doesn’t quite understand why anyone would choose such a life. But he admires it."