It's in these winter months that we review one's life. I've unearthed this from the vaults, I remember writing this two years ago in December when I was a self-absorbed teen suffering from the worse bout of major depression I had suffered up until that point.
I had audio samples from commentary from some of the videos and interview of people I was watching at the time, but since Newgrounds is quite stringent on copyright these days, I have removed these. More's the pity.

Running through the song as bloodlines are the things that were influencing me at the time, I was listening to a lot of Scott Walker, playing a lot of MediEvil on the PS1 and getting my heart broken in that deep December.
I remember being passionately drawn to the life of Lindsey Lohan who was, to my mind, which being in such a fragile state, the epitome of the tragic feminine of the modern day.

So anyway, here is the summation of all my pretension as a 17 year old kid unearthed to my horror, my horror as a bedroom depressive, that young kid still inside me, turning in my stomach, who would revolt at the idea of his tortured strains devoured by you cruel masses.

For his sake and mine, be kind, sweet audience.

Sorry it's a little on the long side, I was a pretentious brat.