You know why I hate Pink Floyd? Because they ruin things. Every time I try to like them, they come up with something new and terrible. First I look them up, trying to be as enthusiastic as possible. Giving them a second chance. Then I learn of one of their albums' world. I try again, on Rock_Macros. I find a disturbing drawing. I look up "Pink Floyd Facepalm" on Google. Gives an image which I assume is from The Wall with a man with a spider-like white thing on his face. I did find a pretty funny poster: Pink Floyd Facepalm. Then a picture of Roger Waters that makes another Roger Waters has a Big Ego joke.
I act so unkindly as... I never knew. The only person I like (Being, I don't want to kill him) is Syd Barrett. I feel bad for the poor kid. Well, he's over 30 so I have no business calling him kid, but hat's what he always hit me as... a kid. Not useless, but just someone who wanted to try things. I feel bad for him, since apparently he was crazy. Like actually crazy. Clinically insane. It was just something that always horrified me. Being locked in your mind, surrounded by your own fears with no escape. But hey, that's me.
Oh well. I was stupid. I felt... betrayed when I saw that. I guess I was stupid. I felt like the band, was like me. To have spent most of my life alone with no one except Lisa, Gabe, Bryan and Carly. Up until that point, a song that would describe me was Alone Again (Naturally). Except my mom and dad never died. Anyways, it was the feeling of being with someone. Not alone, then it just being shattered.
· Fri Jul 05, 2013 @ 03:48am · 0 Comments