Wassup Rockers


It’s not that I don’t have anything to say, I just can’t imagine that anyone would care. Which is funny, because it’s not like I’m writing for anyone but myself. So really, what I’m saying is that I have plenty to say but I find it all pointless and not worth uttering into existence. It’s like a light switched has been turned off inside me. You could call it a depression. I’m keen on blaming the weather instead.


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