So I should know better than to write when I am intoxicated, but I don’t know, I’m overcome once again by this sense of numbness. What does any of this matter?

You turned me inside out and you showed me what life was about only you, the only one who stole my heart away

I feel like a lot of loose ends are being tied up in my life lately. I don’t know whether to be relieved, or to be sad. Or whether to be wary of the future. Every time life comes to one of these pauses, one of these lacunae, it seems that everything goes to shit.

This week's I-5 playlist, featuring cheesy love songs and songs to commit suicide to: