You've been on my mind.

  

It's a concertina diary. Bad quality, I know.

What Sarah said.

I found fountains of imagery that are passing through me like a knife.

From a group of friends that prefer to attack from the back.

I'm trying to grasp concepts of your dimensions.

While my universe is laced around your wrist.

I am the bracelet you sport.

I am everything that you have ever missed, and more.. 

I was hoping I could tell you this with two feet on the ground.

But I don't think I can talk, because I'm not very stable right now.

YOU CAN'T KILL HEROES.

What video should I make now?