Roll Down The Window,

I Need A Breath Of Fresh Shit.

Assume The Worst,

And Be Amazed To Disgust.

There Is Really No Preparing Yourself,

No Day Is Without Incident Anymore.

Action Is Bad Acting.

Everything's A Fuckin' Hassle.

Tomorrow You'll Care Less.

How Can This Nonsense Be A Tragedy?

What's To Feel?

Fuck You

For Even Making Me Have To Think Today