Why do I need to be funny in all of my descriptions? This is a serious piece with no jokes hidden in it! So why the hell do I feel compelled to try to be funny over here? Does anyone actually read these descriptions anyway? I think I'm having an existential crisis right now.
Like Shirley Manson says: I only smile in the dark
My only comfort is the night gone black
I didn't accidentally tell you that
I'm only happy when it rains.