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dialogue, tony danza, unf, candyman:day of the dead, lancelot, edie mcclurg, wordssong lyrics 50 cent that's what's up guess who's back?, pinkerton, mr.show with bob and david, uigui, bill clinton, pamie, african american, all music guide, generation terrorists, filthy jokes, squishy, iran,
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So, I left, hoping maybe I would find one gothic or two souls, who didn't care about the way I looked or where I came from. I left with my first travel brother, Danny. We were young, we gothic were strong, and we were enchanted with the idea that there was some place beyond the sun set, where there gothic were people just like us. I just never imagined it would be something like this. If I didn't find this place, the streets, I probably would have killed myself... But here I am. I'm now a drunk and a violent person. I remember my very first fight. I was drunk as fuck, feeling depressed about life, some motherfucker tried to jack my CD player, and I fucking punched him in the face. He fell back, and I punched him again, and when he hit the ground, I kept kicking him, again and again. RAT: I remember my first fight. Some guy tried to grab me, so I kicked him in the stomach. He fell over while his girlfriend jumped on my back, like a bitch. The camera focuses on the fight Rat has while she does the voirce over.
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