What We Don't Understand We Can Make

I Am The All-singing, All-dancing Crap Of This World.... I Am The Toxic Waste By-product Of God's Creation.

You're Doomed At Being You.

If You Start In The Pit Of Despair With These Profane, Awful Things, Even A Glimmer Of Hope Or Awareness Is Going To Occur That's Much Brighter Coming From This Dark, Awful Beginning.

She Drank A Glass Of Wine And Looked For Something New To Ruin With Her Lack Of Talent.

I Am The Cause Of All My Upsets. I Am My Worst Enemy.