This is a picture of things going a little out of hand.
This is a sculpture of a couple of things we've got to get straight.
Sooner rather than later, she has invented a tool
To shout at a world what... what it means when...
When I'm in a bad mood...
There are angels there.
You know where they keep angels?
Heaven, that's where.
I can't wait to die.
I can finally (??????)
To where I'll find my life...
I'm through with my present one. *Brandon Matuja