BaileyRaeWeaver: that's not santa.
BaileyRaeWeaver: Happy New year blah blah.
BaileyRaeWeaver: I asked him to open his mouth trap
BaileyRaeWeaver: I quit my job.
BaileyRaeWeaver: too bright
BaileyRaeWeaver: It's not that far down the road
BaileyRaeWeaver: Can't you see I have good intentions
BaileyRaeWeaver: It is hard to blur black.
BaileyRaeWeaver: death is right below my eyes
BaileyRaeWeaver: cannot call