Bound by lust From what I know Bound by lust Bound by trust

Fuck.

I don't know if I have no idea what I'm feeling or if I'm just at a loss for words over it. My stomach wants to kill me right now. They're bombing at Pendleton and everything is filled with this deep bass rumbling and shaking. It feels like my pulse. It also feels symbolic. GrrrConfusion.

Also....Die Bravura! Die!

Tonight is certainly going to be an interesting night. We'll see which side of crazy I come out on, ha.