"Hello, friend. Hello, friend? That's lame. Maybe I should give you a name, but that's a slippery slope. You're only in my head. We have to remember that. Shit. It's actually happened, I'm talking to an imaginary friend."
"Sometimes I dream of saving the world. Saving everyone from the invisible hand, one that brands us with an employee badge. The one that forces us to work for them. The one that controls us everyday without us knowing it. But I can't stop. I'm not hat special. I'm just anonymous. I'm just alone. If it weren't for QWERTY, I'd be completely empty. I hate it when I can't hold my loneliness. This crying has been happening so often, every other week now. What do normal people do when they get this sad? They reach out to friends or family, I think. That's not an option."
Finally, a show to be dug profoundly.