You know, it doesn't help me come up with a sober, coherent response that I'm listening to Weezer's "The Good Life." I waaaannnt sugaaaar in my tea. I don't want to be alone anymore -- shaking booty making sweet love all the night

That sums up the emo about this story rather well, and uh. Yeah.

Thank you for reading, man. I admire your writing a whole hell of a lot, so I always get this extra little internal bit of squee when I see that you've left me feedback.