Nerds unite.

Well, I guess this is it. I have dissappointed, pissed off, or lost nearly everyone dear to me. I'm just another creature inhabiting the surface of a world too clean for me; I'm just polluting the air with each breath. And I almost don't care. Fuck everything, I don't need it. If I am pissing you off, I will leave, you don't have to ask twice. I have no time, no desire for the things I used to love. I need space, I need support.

I apologize, why do I fuck up everything I touch?
I want to leave and never come back; I want to run away.

Come see the show tonight, it'll be great. Maybe I can entertain you even if I do piss you off to the extreme?