an eventful year that it was, and if I'm still here it's because the stars have gone out from behind your eyes this pain is real this wound is life sized and I cant believe it you need to pull through and I hope you make it I'm waiting for you. so you are beginning to choke, but how can you not see the joke? the sound of your voice still rings in my ears, it's tired and angry and quiet all these years, this situation it tears us apart and we joke about it, we make jokes of ourselves! but we know, but, but we know, but, but we know, but, but we know