Since when has anything been worth doing? I dunno the more I think about the time has come by the thoughts of people gone occur then that all leads into moments of self evaluation doubt and all but I know what I do. I feel like I spent years stressed about figuring out what the hell it is I do, how do I fit into this world and in the self pitying anxiety mode I get nothing out of it when it's obvious. I do the same things I did as a kid and its alright.
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