It's all kind of scary to think about now. The way we used to laugh and talk and write with our hands. Like the time when we both didn't know how to unfold a newspaper. But those sort of things made us all more human. But now that things have changed and we've been here for 4 years now, everything is new. I never thought I would say this, I never thought this day would come. But, I'm not ready for this. I'm not ready to set everything down and grow up. I'm not ready to start my life yet. I'm enjoying it as a carefree individual who is still 6 years old in the head. I'm not ready to look at my 2 best friends that I love and see them grow mustaches and talk deeply and have one of them live in New York. I'm not ready to let anybody go. I'm not ready to leave, guys. I'm not..fucking..ready.