Things are so bad. Clubs, music and drinking are all boring. Drugs are even boring. Music is just not great. Even food is bad. When did it all turn to shit. Sex is bad. Making friends isn’t worth it. It’s winter until June and there’s nothing to do but yearn for something that does not exist on the same plane as me. I just want to dance. Feel hands on me and run away into the night never to be seen again. A witch casting spells and drawing runes throughout this boring city. Why is it all so boring and- WHY, if it is boring, do I have to pay to do it? If you’re going to take my last twenty dollars at least make me not regret it. I’m tired of the charade. Then endless grinding of my soul and spirit. I want rest. I want to have fun again.