Yo, I'm gonna be honest with you guys for a second, bro. Like, my life really sucks. I came home drunk today, and being drunk... Sorry, I'm crying right now. Being drunk is the really only time I'm feeling something, like, feeling emotionally, or feeling any emotion in general, and, like, talkative, and actually get along with people. But, like, I can't even get a hug from my own family. I asked my mom and my brother. I asked for a hug. They're like, no, you're sweaty. So what? So what if I'm sweaty, bro? We're in the house. If I get sweaty on you, you can go change. Just because I think, like, bro, I just want a hug. I can't. I can't really get a hug from nobody, for real. And, like, it just hurts. It hurts a lot. And all I do is hurt, to be honest. And it's... it hurts. I was about to say it hurts. It hurts again. But it hurts, bro. I need to stop being drunk, because I spill everything. I can't stop smiling, but I can't stop crying.