sometimes i get too caught up in the business of being alive and looking like i care. i think it's time to stop caring so much but still be able to survive. i think i'm too serious about everything and i need to loosen up. seeing as i don't really care about life or death, why should i care about anything else?

i can squeeze into my own mind sometimes, and i think that's a miracle.

and none of this makes sense at all.