"Hello. My name is hallo-weed. It may look original but it's not. Do I like something? Not a lot. My only obsessions are, my god of death, who is the only one that's real in my world, apart from the stone I get caught every day. But I'm a tough one. Which means I take drugs from unicorns while sticking my head inside a stage column playing rock metal. These moments are the only times in my life when I feel reasonable. because happy is not a feeling you want to have. I can be scary and even sinister, but at least I'm something, unlike everyone else. Glad you listen, bye."