I really hate the struggle bus.

I've been stuck on it all day.

Here's my blurry struggle picture for today.

And the non-blurry second try (that's not supposed to exist) from the wrong angle.

Its a little world. Just like you wanted, James.

And glow, glow, melt and flow.  Eviscerate your fragile frame, spill it on the ragged floor.  A thousand different versions of yourself.  And if the old guard still offend, they got nothing left on which you depend, so enlist every ounce, of your bright blood, and off with their heads.  Jump from a book, you're not obliged to swallow anything you despise.  See those unrepenting buzzards want your life.  And they got no right.  As sure as you have eyes, they got no right. - The Shins