"Why scream, when you can lose yourself inside the widescreen? Let life be a bowl of melted ice cream or be the deer that's caught in my high beams. I'm rolling with the brights on, scared stiff, reality is just too much to bear with. Paranoid, walking around, careless, no wonder you're in love with your therapist. Go to sleep my little time bomb."
(God Loves Ugly)
