Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda. It's So Easy In

Only A Real Asshole Takes Liberties With Someone Else's Car Stereo. That's Serious.

There's This Other Half Of Him I Don't Know Of, It's Like He Is Trying To Keep It A Secret... If He Would Just Let Me Inside So I Can Help.

None Of It Meant Anything, And All Of It Was Important.

How Weird That Must Be, To Stay The Same As Everyone Else Changes.

An Empty Frame, In Which The Picture Is Always Changing, Makes A Statement About How Time Is Always Passing. It Doesn't Really Stop, Even In A Single Image. I T Just Feels That Way.