“The Suffering” – Coheed and Cambria
“Anything” Third Eye Blind
He got dressed robotically and left the house early. There was no way he could face his mom. If ever there were a time to take the edge off, now would be it. He still had a baggie of Tyler"s stash in his glove box, and he smoked until he felt some of the weight leave his chest in an empty parking lot around the corner from school. At that moment, he really didn"t care what came of it. The incessant stream of self-loathing in his head just needed to shut up. He pulled slowly into the senior lot, but stayed in his car, feeling like a failure. He needed the cold air in his lungs and reluctantly exited the vehicle. He sat on the hood for a while, sacrilegious in and of itself to risk denting it, willing everyone to leave him alo
