'cause sometimes, i feel like this little thing might keep on not getting fixed and it'll just grow and grow and grow to the point of one day taking over my entire identity. even if they don't really think about it, it'll still be there. like some lonely and undeniable and merciful giant elephant in one very small room. and i can't figure things out now so if somebody doesn't happen along to work in a perfect way i need this will never be cured - i always need to be cured and i will always perish in my own world. i asked you why i can never work and you simply replied because you live in your own head as apposed to everyone else, who lives together. and even though they might be messed up, they're together. and i'm alone. do you get it yet? am i getting through? one little problem turning over and over into consumption. god damn you beauties and god damn you open households, i will never be the same."


looking forward to: sled island this week, durell and kevin and landon, ugh love you summer.