sweating through my shirt on the floor. summer is a total scam invented by people who suck.

we threw out two full songs yesterday and replaced them with something twice as fast. Makoto told me i'm completely out of my mind, but five minutes later we were both jumping around the room like idiots screaming the gang vocals into a single mic. the record is about 80% there.

i think about quitting every tuesday, and then wednesday hits and we write a hook so big it pisses me off.

sending my love from the other side.

-orihime