There are people who create art by becoming it, and the beautiful tattooed human Zombie Boy was one of them. It was hard to mistake him for anyone else, which is something I can’t even say about Steve Buscemi anymore (since the younger generation of the Skarsgard brothers have been breaking out into the film industry). Whenever I saw Zombie Boy in something, I was happy, because he was, in a sense, a symbol of owning capitalism while letting your freak flag fly. Well, apparently, he didn’t manage to do it to his content, and Zombie Boy ended his time on this planet recently. I’ll miss him.
If you’re feeling suicidal, please consider a fresh perspective on your issues—seek help.