Maybe it’s the holidays, the snow in New York, the dumb yearner that lives in the depths of my black heart, but I really loved this interview. I love Dia and would take a bullet for her. I love crying on the train for no good reason and for all the reasons. I love my stupid fuckass family and the credit card debt I’ve racked up just to make a few more memories with them. (I’d take a bullet for all of them too.)