and now, a continuation of our previous investigation into whether I am literally the only person in the world, speaking to myself in a fit of madness caused by my inability to admit the tragedy of my own existence. leland, our newest intern, recently brought me a cup of coffee. he is no longer in my field of vision, but I do still have the cup of coffee, which is well made and is giving me the needed pick me up to continue considering this terrifying possibility. is it possible that I only imagined leland and forgot making myself this cup of coffee? but then, who would have grown this coffee? where was this cup procured from? oh. leland’s back in the room. he’s waving at me. hello leland.

part two; juno  – save yourself | how could i have known | terraform | you and whose army? | foreign hands | angel on fire | the greatest | die trying | an act of kindness | 400 degrees between shadow and sunlight | dream | do i ever | which witch | greek tragedy (bastille remix)

Favourite line: So many I can’t even name them, can you blame me? I’m too famous