And guitar. And unrequited love. And Nabari no Ou. And plans for the future. And anxiety. Staying up late. Waking up early. Doing nothing. Crying inside. Bored. Drawing. Vices. Rock FM. Nostalgia. Urge to go to the seaside. And fear. All of these, together, myself now.
-And, still I say, I don’t give a fuck.-