Is this city really worth fighting for? After giving so much of myself to just stay here, did I really ever stop to think why?

Keep taking.

I'll keep giving.

And one day, I'll take something back, and it will be something worth the fight, and worth holding on to.

That's how it's supposed to work, right?

I am learning a lot about love these days.

I've not been here for a while, so this almost feels gratuitous through it's size, but out of the many records I own, there is not a single other one which makes me feel like Jane Doe by Converge does. I can't even describe.