How do I do? Not good. Fuck this.
Which is to say, heaven knows I’m miserable now. Behind my hatred there lies a murderous desire for love, so, please please please let me let me let me let me get what I want this time. (Cue someone to say “I didn’t realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry.”)

Which is to say, god damn! This:

So much this. Oh man.

I’m gonna actually write about this song later, right now I really gotta sleep. I figure I’ll post it here as a reminder to write about and also just to listen to it more times.