here'S a cool. little bit. of phuntr trivia for you. it'S actually not my hivr. or it wasn'T. i guess it is noww. since i'M the only one living in it. another one. wheneevr i needed something, someone, it was always you, there to back me up. every time i got myself in to some stupid fucking situation, you caught me. i never felt so safe, with someone at my back. even now, there’s still ripples of you. my shit, chud life. i wouldn’T be able to live it so carefree without all you did for me. i'D probably be scrounging dumpsters, or wrose, dead. your hive - our hive. it feels so fucking emty without you in it. i still have all your vinyls. i don’T even fucking play thme. i can’T. i remember that first jam we had. just sitting on the floor of your block, talking while the music played. here’S a fast one. an angry one. let’S just get your fucking feelings out. we jsut smashed shit. broke it. and afterwards we fell to the floor, breathing heavily, laughing. it felt good. liberating. ever since, i don’T think I’ve ever felt so fucking free. thank you. #phuntrsawesomequest #substance