this album is a 2am infomercial about bombs, it's a pyramid scheme tryna sell you your forgotten memories, it's a carnival where the freak show is all your drunk friends, it's a tv game show where the prize is joy unbounded. it's knowing looks and pure disappointment. it's novel sweetness, it's easy revenge, it's your fuck-boy era; it's fast love, baby.

"I have had some experiences with love, or think I have, anyway, although the ones I have liked best could easily be described as “common decency”. I treated somebody well for a little while, or even for a tremendously long time, and that person treated me well in return. love need not have anything to do with it." -kurt vonnegut, slapstick