Life’s getting to be a little tough. I just want the rain to come back, real rain - none of this half-ass mist. I don’t do anything half-ass, not even the weather. When I do my homework, I do it well - When I don’t do it well … I just don’t do it. When I’m with friends, my only concern is making sure everyone’s having a good time. I’m committed to making everything ‘perfect’. But in the end, it just makes it seem like it’s forced. Like it’s not real, authentic, or wanted. But that’s who I am.