Feeling a lot better now, in so many ways. Feeling sad was fun. But it was interfering with my daily life. Look at Dexter, he was fucked up and yet he got up and went to work and had various relationships with people all around him, to survive. After a while, he did start to give a fuck about things. Things that matter anyway.
Ah, people. They're something aren't they.
Fuck in a box, how I miss travelling.
Now, while I dwell on many, many life lessons and things and such, I am also going to play this song on repeat until cows fart symphonies out of their asses.
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