cacophony describes the main event that made him who he is.
cacophony notes that one of the few good things about his rural Christian education were the nationwide competitive events.
cacophony dreams of a special weed that — when smoked — recreates reality itself.
cacophony reflects on the friend zoning that made him throw in the towel on being a man.
cacophony couldn’t make it over with anyone no matter how similar.
cacophony crushed his own knuckle.