DM – Why were you gone?

I love the ends of CD’s. Really who doesn’t. I like them because after I put them on my CD player, I don’t have to get up and stop it from playing. It stops itself.

As it should be.

The last song is always the most important because you shouldn’t be able to get up for a little while afterward. You should be made to sit in you piss and shit and soak up the glory.

As a side note, depression is never how you remember it. I don’t even remember it now, just being an hour away from it. It’ll come back when I wake up.

I wouldn’t have it any other way.