two years ago me and my friends each got a large iced diet coke from the said bloodiest McDonald’s near the mural, back when i cared so much more&hair still red, we left a note; a year later i got food poisoned at the thai restaurant nearby, chosen mostly because i still wanted to leave another note, few days later i ordered from the restaurant again anyway; this year I feel like I was shaken awake from a dream, grey sea overcoming me, and I am slowly giving up guitar, I just wanted to play a little like you, or to be the same thing like you, to perform and destroy, to build sanctuary and to be free, now I rarely think of these things, but I wish to