We're all alone, but not all of us are lonely. And this is what a piss poor attempt at driving oneself into the ground looks like. I need a spit valve for my head. I'm getting redundant. I'm getting redundant.
Moments pass and other obvious observations.
Push it pathetic's way. The One Where That Kid With The Awful Posts Gets Shot. I've found comfort in the negative space. Time to let go of this, there's too much ugly design to pump out. Enough with the lousy focus points.