I am suddenly craving the darkly artistic and melancholic life. Inebriated with the human condition, I yearn to walk around grainy and grotesque like a Fellini film, sighing to bemoan the ghosts of morbid normality.

Bring on the static jazz.

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I just never thought that I'd end up hanging out with three Wisconsin boys.
~ Shulin.

Here's to a new life, a new mode of existance and a new paradigm, all reflected in a $600 ikea bill.
Being all independent and adultish is so unglamorous.