Cut me open, I bleed oil.
I cry vinegar.
I breathe smoke.
All I can think of is death. I want to kill everything.
I want to burn every bridge,
and dance in the ashes.
I want to beat every dead horse over and over again.
I want to be numb, senseless, empty.
did you know that "Rosebud" was actually William Randolph Hurst's pet name for his wife's cooch? funny aint it...