i remembered yesterday how passionate i used to be about things. those things seem so trivial to me now... well because they are... but at least i felt something about something. now i feel like this big slob of an 'i don't give a fuck'. i can't feel love. not that i've been trying to. maybe i just don't want to. i can sometimes feel something similar. but then again... not really. is there an anti-seasonal depression? 'cause i really want the seasons to change but they won't. that makes me 
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bean:
I dunno, you looked kinda happy at Inland Invasion. But then, so did I, so I dunno. I'm really just a slobbering pile of anxiety and apathy wrapped in a candy-coated escapist shell. But shhhhhhh. Don't tell anyone.
bitchboi:
when do you want me to visit Cali? 
thats when I'll come.
thats when I'll come.