So I’m in this beautiful little city. You may know it, it’s called New Orleans. All I can think about right now, is that I am not good enough. For anyone. I don’t deserve love. Why would some guy or anyone for that matter like me, when I don’t even like me. And for some strange gods damned reason I think the CITY won’t like me either. Gotta love my fucking brain. Maybe it gets better. Single for life.