When I was seven years old I saw a dead man in the road outside the liquor store a few blocks from my school. He was cold and he was warm he looked the damn same as before, except for something in the eyes and a bit of drool. Well, people die every day, I wouldn't have it any other way I just think they should feel good while they are alive. I went to school I got good grades I don't know what you want me to say, but tell me faster cause you're running out of time.