Maybe if I dance and spin for long enough, it will keep me from vomiting at all the disgusting situations I put myself in. The very definition of irony. That seems to be my favorite position in all stations. I need some duct tape to put over my mouth so I don't spew my feelings away and I need a blindfold so my tears aren't visible to complete strangers. Girls tend to be this way, sucking away at your weaknesses. Playing a stupid game of running away from loneliness no matter the cadavers left along the way.