fuck your joyous greeting of a new tomorrow. I'm just trying to re-engineer myself, to be what I need to be. A scary, sexy, inhuman creature. If I'm going to be the monster of the century, I need to look the part. You just didn't get it, when you were busy stealing my act and telling yourself you thought of it on your own. You forget who this sc℞ipt was written for, and that the dark half is indispensable.