...i make myself unhappy, so you'll go...

Never underestimate the importance of a drug-induced oblivion. I blame the candy-coated shells. Too, too easy.

What's wrong with you?

Oh a slew of self-destructive things. We'll have fun though, go up like fireworks, lit a million times. It's a perfect mood in which to attend a kegger, I say, because then the drinking won't stop and that's always fun right? How great was that segue into the kegger -- tonight at the blue house, you know the drill.