Moments of hell intertwine their way into our everyday lives. The moment when your head is spinning with sickness, the lights are too bright, Asian man on one side scoffing down wok-in-a-box or whatever the fuck. Middle aged woman on your right cackling and muttering to herself. You need to bite your finger to prevent your hand back handing something. These scenarios and much much more await you at your local internet cafe.
The moment when you look at the sky at twilight and realise for the thousandths time how alone in the world we really are. The pink tinged clouds absorb you and you wish you could bleed into the clouds and paint the sky red before the sun sets on the city you hate so much.