Pretty Shuttle to Hell
By: The Vampire Sweets
confused, manic and malicious these are the arsons of my weathered mind. Going crazy on half-cocked intuition trying to tell from the beginning who is going to win out. Remember that nothing ever turns out the way you imagined. It's all a big, unsanitary mess full of didn't-mean-tos- and the fucking around world of the semi-brave. Be well in your auspicious little shuttle to hell We will wave you off.