Well, it's nearing Valentines day, and though I loathe the entirety of said commercialised muck-fest, I want to talk to you all about "Love."
(And I am writing from a chair in a hotel room, so, get comfy kiddies.)
Love is an emotion.
Love is a doing word.
Love cannot be seen, not really.
Love is in everything a person does for another.
Even the small things.
I love you all, deeply and dearly. From Tony, to Kay, to Reach, to Matt, to M, to Robert, to Luce, to all of you others whose name's I can't type right now because I'm so damn tired. And I am not drunk as I write this, I swear.
SO FUCKING LIVE, DOUCHBAGS.
Catch you on the flip side,