9:33 p.m. | 2013-02-17
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i think about ending things every day. nearly every hour of every day. a girl i went to high school with asked me if i'd be in town in september when she comes for a show and the thought of september seemed laughable.

i still don't think i actually would, but i have ideas, and rationalizations, and a questionable google history, and a future that looks like a black hole when i try to picture it.