Sometimes it seems like we're all living in some kind of prison. And the crime is how much we hate ourselves. It's good to get really dressed up once in a while. And admit the truth: that when you really look closely? People are so strange and so complicated that they're actually... beautiful. Possibly even me.
Jesus Christ - I'll admit outright that I can be a whiney bitch sometimes but this is way beyond excess. The first thing bomber needs to do after he drops the stupid 1994 internet handle is GET OVER HIMSELF. "I'm in such pain with my world and the world around me!" is about as cliched as you can get. Except maybe a sports movie that ends with the big game.
Jam it back in, in the dark.