Don't Throw Schizos Under The Bus
Look boss, the bus. Ray wasn't my better half, but it was impossible to live without him. I definitely didn't want to throw Ray McFadden under the bus. The anti-hero just fell in love with the wrong things. Fucker didn't wear plaid and he wasn't a piece of shit, but this dark fiction hurt. It keeps replaying in my mind. All the revisions to get it right.
What's worse, I saw myself through Ray's eyes and it hurt. But what a ride.