"I see the sun smirking down at my city over the great lake, maybe it sees faith in us such sinners, or maybe it simply chortles at how chilly it is despite how warm the light seems... what a jerk. But the sun blooms beautifully, and the #autumn air cools my lungs, it eases the aching thoughts in my head. 'What'll I do when I graduate? What'll I do when my beloveds die? What's death like?' ... I've been thinking too much."
"I don't wanna grow up, I don't wanna die, and I don't wanna live..."