This is the way we bury our faults, bury our faults, bury our faults.
Madness string 75235
Look. I don't know what I'm doing. This is all a big, hopeless mess. And there's no cosmic narrative to guarantee that I am forged by my experiences. Everything is up to me, which is absolutely terrifying.
Oh fuck, I knew it was today, but I forgot today was today! Shit!