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