John Mayer follows me...stalks me, hides behind bushes in camouflage uniform, yellow office notepad in one hand, guitar in the other, and narrates my life down to every last detail. And THEN, sets prose to melody...and alas! A masterpiece is born.
I would marry him.
He's got jazz, he's got soul. I think I'm in love.
"Oh twice as much aint twice as good/And can't sustain like a one half could/It's wanting more/That's gonna send me to my knees" - Gravity, CONTINUUM
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