Tricka’s on the west coast. Andrew’s going Tokyo. Kevin’s coming back soon; a college graduate, fuck yea! (Now I’m back, I didn’t learn much. If anything I learned the band’s my crutch.) I think I could get by, but it’s the people there who make it work worth your time. Cus riding bikes or drinking beer never feels quite right when you’re alone. Ready. Set. Rock. (Drop your pen, you're trying too much. Just relax and get out of the rut.) That’s how I’ll spend my time. I’ll be thinking of them on the day I die. They’re the ones who let me know that it’s alright. I’m not alone.
I would give the world to have seen you guys live. Fuckin insane thank you for at least leaving your music for others to hear i appreciate it deeply mothwary