It's Okay, Robot: The Only Light Source Should Be a Scented Candle the Size of a Trash Can
We sat in a cemetery drinking a mixture of wine and bleach, with the sun as a light source, until everyone called me goth. We injected novocain into people’s mouths in a sterile room, under fluorescent lights, until everyone called me a dentist. I wasn’t really either of those things, I just…