I'm just tired; I just want the world to be quiet for a bit.

I'm not reading any novels right now, though not for lack of trying. Unless they're really good, my attention in most novels tends to sputter out after a hundred pages or so - an awful admission for someone who is trying to write one, but it's true.

I think everything in life is an evolution, isn't it?

I think that the internet is a beast of burden.

You feel like you want something, but you don't actually know what that is. I remember waking up the other night and really craving something, but not knowing what it is. That feeling has been prominent throughout my whole life. I think I try and fill that thing with lots of different things. I can't really stay still. I can't really not be stimulated. It's kind of a search of constant stimulation through other people, substances and stuff. I think that's what our lyrical content is about.

I'm used to writing short stories, which is primarily what I like to read.

We like to juxtapose our music with a more dour aesthetic.