When I'm feeling angry I remember that the goal is ambivalence. Engaged ambivalence is difficult.
I'm sorry I haven't written more, because I've been feeling bad in a strange way, who knows what to say to a friend you no longer care enough to hate but ignore anyway.
If I could talk to you, and know you would listen, to you this album I would say, you used to make everything feel more alive. Since then your shine has revealed the polymers inside of yourself. Are you genuine? Of course you think you are.