I'm Going To Be Dead

Death Is When The Monsters Get You.

The Color White Is The Absence Of Memory.

Why' Is A Crooked Letter And Can't Be Made Straight.

I Think A Lot Of Times Dreams Are Nothing More Than A Kind Of Mental Or Spiritual Flatulence. They're A Way Of Relieving Pressure.

Wendy? Darling? Light, Of My Life. I'm Not Gonna Hurt Ya. I'm Just Going To Bash Your Brains In.