Just did something I would have never thought myself capable of even six months ago. I did a mock interview in front of like five people and was critiqued afterwards. Man it was miserable during, but afterwards it was ok. I just had to remember that I’m doing this to better myself and being nervous and reserved would have been distracting to myself and I wouldn’t have learned anything. I’m learning my anxiety doesn’t serve that much of a purpose because no matter what I expect to happen or what I plan for, chances are those things don’t even happen. Goddamn its hard to trust that feeling though that everything will turn out fine especially when I’m involved. Usually it does turn out fine and the shitty things that do happen I already had an idea going that’s its going to be shitty and have an idea what to expect. I dunno man all I know I this is good progress. No going backwards!

I buried a bone
And darling you don’t know him
Darling you don’t know him
Darling you don’t know

And just where you are
Might be the right place
Might be that sweet space
But you don’t know

Well look me in the head
I’ve got nothing on my mind
I’ve been waiting for you
All this time

And I’d seen a path turn to an old road
But the secret’s too slow
And we’re too fast

Look me in the mouth
I’ve got nothing in my smile
I’ve been waiting for you
You’re just my style

Look me in the gut
I’ve got fear from my own name
I’d dig it up for you
If you’d do the same

I buried a bone
And darling you don’t know him
Darling you don’t know him
Darling you don’t know

Lover, I don’t play to win for the thrill until I’m spent
Paint the black hole blacker, paint the black hole blacker
And I threw flowers in your face on my sisters wedding day
Paint the black hole blacker, paint the black hole blacker

You showed up with a black eye looking to start a fight
Paint the black hole blacker, paint the black hole blacker
Playboys under your mattress like I wouldn’t notice
Paint the black hole blacker, paint the black hole blacker

What do I share?
What do I keep from all the strangers who sleep where I sleep?

Desperate don’t look good on you neither does your virtue
Paint the black hole blacker, paint the black hole blacker
Good souls have more better sons, better sons were worse once
Paint the black hole blacker, paint the black hole blacker

What do I share?
What do I keep from all the stranger who sleep where I sleep?

You showed up with a black eye looking to finish a fight
And lover I don’t play to win for the thrill until I’m spent
Paint the black hole blacker, paint the black hole blacker

Just a look at you make my heart skip
And to think of you does jumping jacks