I’m at the point in my life where I find out people I used to know are getting married or having babies or in jail and I’m still on the couch eating ice cream for breakfast.
“Babes in Toyland are underrated” I say with my dying breath as I knock the luke warm can of Miller Lite onto the floor. I will never rest in peace.
Listen, I’m an anxious wreck, full of potent negative energy and I wanna die way too often, but let’s focus on the important thing here, are you sexually attracted to me or not?
She's In A Bad Mood 