Absence. Guilt. Anger. Grief. Atrophy. Gratitude. Alienation. Growth.

I don't think I deserve this anymore. This happened before but it's always gonna be Russ going "me, me, me" again. But honestly, I don't deserve this. Fuck you Bjork for singing that song while he said goodbye again. I'm leaving this plane, for a while. I'll come back to it when somebody else realizes it's there. super perfundo.

P.S. Sorry Bjork.