When things start to go crazy, I take a walk in the city.
Concrete jungle. Asphalt rivers. Mechanical beasts.
Losing myself in it, I spiral into a...
Captain Planet!
Oh shit, man. I can't feed my ego when something like
Captain Planet!
Is still lodged in my brain.
I can't turn emo. How do I attract girls who basically NEED to see pain?
How do I convince people that I'm a victim and is therefore RIGHT when
CAPTAIN PLANET!
...Still makes me laugh.
I can't turn emo. I'm sorry. I'm
Captain Planet!
Girls love emo shit. The more pretentious, the better. Works best with cash and a big dick. Not forgetting a ticket to heaven.
CAPTAINPLANET!
But I can't muster any self-pity or pain or even pretend I'm a victim, like the rest of you because I'm
CAPTAIN PLANET!
Well, how about the saddest thing I saw in my life?
CAPTAIN PLANET!
No. Nope. Not sad en-
CAPTAIN PLANET!
Oh well.
CAPTAIN PLANET!
CAPTAIN PLANET!
CAPTAIN PLANET!
CAPTAIN PLANET!
