texts: That's only part of it. I mean, it's a big, big, big part. But it's only the chorus, it's not the whole song.
labels: Please explain to me, Mickey, where's the purity that you couldn't live without in five year old Danny Millhouse's blown off head? Where's the purity in forty-eight people who are no longer on this planet because they met you and Mallory? What's so fucking pure about that?