Y'know that feeling, where the bottom just falls out of your fucking life, and for a moment, you can see exactly what you could've done to stop it, if you'd just been paying enough attention?
Well, the one where you couldn't have done a fucking thing is worse.
Why do I care? 'Cause I don't. I don't care. I don't give a good god damn and I'm out of cigarettes and I'm out of beer and I'll never have another woman on that bed again and my damn hair won't stay out of my…
Eyes.
Eye.
God. Where're the scissors?