The All Too Logical Descent Into Madness

Necessary Evil

Important Stuff

I Get Ready For Sleep And Tomorrow I Wake Up And Everything Is The Same

Fantastic Ass

Public Space

Maybe These Wounds Won't Heal Anymore

How Terrible It All Is

Spoons

Rats & Purpose

Drinking And Mutilated Genetalia

Murder & Fucking

I React Poorly To The Way My Head Warps Reality

Is It Wrong For Me To Hate Her?

End