"Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary... "
-Edger Allan Poe
"World-weary and not weak, robust! I could be dancing a jig only I don't dance. So."
-The Wombat
An adult: But how can it be? You're kids!
Well fuck you. You were one of us but now you're not. Please lah, 75% of my angst came from you so don't act like you understand.
Muss es sein?
wow, this is catchy.
(Sung to the tune of "When You're Happy and You Know It, Crap Your Bloody Hens")
When you're angry and you know it,
Ramble!
When you're fearful and you know it,
Ramble!
When you're anxious and depressed and you really feel like dying,
Ramble!
No. Actually, I listen to really nice music and sing (very tunefully may I add). Or I blank. Or I rant. NO. ACTUALLY I DREAM UP MORBID, MACABRE SITUATIONS. What do you do? :)