Not to mention the baby flailing around on top of her broken femur... thank (insert your god here) she is unable to process pain!The absolute stark contrast between the lively song lyrics and Luna: 'These are the good days, these are the good nights, doin' our best and livin' our best lives. These are the ones where we'll look back, and say 'Damn, what a damn good time!'
And she lays unaware of her own existence, eyes darting back and forth blankly, tongue out at times, lips smacking w/ seizure activity in the long nothingness that is her world. I just....phew....