Your choir group?
Or are you just a visual manifestation of my inner psyche, clawing at the deepest edges of my shattered mind, temping me ever closer towards aimless and unhinged rage until I am nothing but a husk, consumed by my anger and resentment of this cruel world, filling the bleak nights with a symphony of mirthless laughter and the lamentation of those who are spared my wrath.
Or is it a secret beach club? I love clubs! I'm good at making sand castles! |