Everything is always so bittersweet.

Somehow I'm still awake, and I can't fall back to sleep. I don't think I'll sleep tonight. There's just too many thoughts running through my head. And nights like these, I just feel so empty. I feel like I'm losing myself.

“Let’s get fucked up and die. I’m speaking figuratively, of course. Like the last time that I committed suicide, social suicide. Yeah so I’m already dead, on the inside, but I can still pretend. With my memories and photographs, I’ve learned to love the lie.”

—	Motion City Soundtrack