A list of things:

1. You, and your manipulative girly bullshit. You post things on the internet about how much you "loved" him, yet you blast his personal information everywhere, along with his friends' personal information, whom you also claim to "love" so much. Putting down the people you love and then boosting yourself up, blabbering about how much "better off" you are now, isn't love, hell it isn't even respect. You were served your own games back ten fold and you don't know how to deal with it. Well let me tell you how, grow. the. fuck. up. Move on, you were never, and will never be a part of our world. Go back to the frat house and keep your fucking mouth shut. By the way if for some reason you actually read this (which I doubt you will and this is solely for venting purposes) the only reason I didn't say this to your face was because I was asked not to.

2. I am alright with being the blacksheep in my family, it's comforting to me, if they accepted me with open arms I'd probably turn around and run, I wouldn't trust a god damn thing about it, but for them to shun one of their own, now, that just breaks my heart.

3. I am so incredibly inspired lately, going out to all these shows, booking bands, meeting new artists, and getting to share it with the people that I love most. I've never wanted to make so much art in my life, though sometimes I think I'm too busy supporting other's art to focus on my own, but that's just my style. I thrive on other people's smiles, in a way, I think that is my art.

4. This is the first time that we walk in somewhere the whole room yells "Amanda! Tyler! I'm glad you guys could make it!" It feels fucking incredible, I never thought we'd be partners like this, play for the same team, communicate with each other so well. I'm so incredibly proud of everything you/me/we've accomplished.

5. Number one was dramatic. I'm aware.

6. I would like to start reading more, I've sat down to write and nothing comes. It's not that I become the author that I'm reading, it's the flow in which I read that makes me write. Do you know what I'm saying? Here I'll show you:

Everywhere she went, she sat and stared. Everywhere they went they climbed and fought and sat and stared.

Flow. But I usually get stuck on one "kind" of flow, or structure. Books e x p a n d everything.

7. I think I'm slightly allergic to coffee.

8. I found my new favorite sight in the city. It's at Convention place at the bottom of the escalator and stairs, if you sit in the middle of the two and pay attention to the upward motion, and the downwards light on the stairs, your brain will move three times faster. I swear it.