Spectre//Sound

200mg of Zoloft Daily…

And I still feel depressed.

Then again, when life gives you lemons, don’t expect it to be all rainbows and puppies.

I’m stressed with school-work (I have 30 pages to write and 80+ pages to edit before May 2nd: not to mention defending my seemingly pointless project), I’m nervous about the future (and my cross country move to a coast i’ve never been to before), and my grandmother (my last living grandparent) is in and out of the hospital, currently dying of lung and kidney cancer.

Did I mention that the economy is shit, the Republicans are fascists and religious fanatics, white-male hegemony is taking us back to the fucking dark ages, GMO’s make you infertile and cause rampant obesity, the government feeds us chemicals and makes farming illegal, and 99% of this country is being walked all over for a few fat cats.

It’s no wonder I’ve got IBS now, is it?

It all seems pointless and depressing, and all I want to do is make glitch-pics and beats.

Fuck.