I’m not an alcoholic and I feel every bit of your despair, confusion and pain. This is the kind of bravery and honesty I’ve been realizing I want to write with, and live with. And I thought I was being honest. But I’m always holding back, terrified of making a mistake. And I’m tired of being afraid all the time and trying to be “good”. Fuck that noise. We’re in this together, man. I love La Fin Du Monde, too. This is La Fin Du Monde as we knew it.